Listen baby, I won't leave no trace
Gonna light out of here for some cleaner place
I'll be sitting in the backseat with my hair in my face,
Then gone fast as freedom on good wind
If I got my hopes too high, this is no easy kind of life
But I see it in my mind's eye, touch me real as daytime,
And I can't keep from trying
No place to run for a girl like me,
Whole lot of used to's and supposed to be's,
I want to burn like august, shine like gold dust,
Where everyday living can't hold me
If I got my hopes too high, this is no easy kind of life
But I see it in my mind's eye, touch me real as daytime,
And I can't keep from trying
So when I reach for you from some way down place,
Don't be a stranger who won't show his face
I got no promise but these words I say,
I carry you, you carry me
If I got my hopes too high, this is no easy kind of life
But I see it in my mind's eye, touch me real as daytime,
And I can't keep from trying
Artist: Jimmy Eat World
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