to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
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i'm glad i never lived next to the water,
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so i could never get used to the beach,
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and i'm glad i never grew up on a mountain,
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to figure out how high the world could reach
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i love the miles between me and the city,
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where i quietly imagine every street,
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and i'm glad i'm only picturing the moment,
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i'm glad she never fell in love with me
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for some the world's a treasure to discover,
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and your scenery should never stay the same,
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but they're trading in their dreams for explinations,
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all in an attempt to entertain but
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i love the miles between me and the city,
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where i quietly imagine every street,
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and i'm glad i'm only picturing the moment,
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i'm glad she never fell in love with me
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the trick of love's to never let it find you,
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it's easy to get over missing out,
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i know the how's and when's,
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but now and then she's all i think about
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i wonder how it feels to be famous,
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but wonder is as far as i will go,
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'cause ill probably lose myself in all the pictures,
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and end up being someone i dont know,
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so it's probably best i stay in Indiana,
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just dreamin' of the world as it should be,
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where every day is a battle to convince myself,
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i'm glad she never fell in love with me
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Indiana
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| Jon McLaughlin |
