Ignoring the shortcuts that our parents taught us
Hummed, I hummed, slightly out of key
Through cornfields that let the pavement sing right back
Searching for a nod from above
But staring at the crowd is just enough
The places my mind runs around
Without you there to tie it down
It started in Ann Arbor, Michigan
And led to the grey hairs that your fingers comb through
Even strangers are asking you
What the hell is wrong with him?
It started in Ann Arbor, Michigan
And led to the grey hairs that your fingers comb through
Even strangers are asking you
What the hell is wrong with him?
Whoa, searching for a nod from above
But staring at the ground is just enough
The places my mind runs around
Without you there to tie it down
It started in Ann Arbor Michigan
And led to the grey hairs that your fingers comb through
Searching for a nod from above
But staring at the ground is just enough
The places my mind runs around
Without you there to tie it down
It started in Ann Arbor, Michigan
And led to the grey hairs that your fingers comb through
Even strangers are asking you
What the hell is wrong with him?
We have roads, we like to drive alone Ignoring the shortcuts that our parents taught us Hummed, I hummed, slightly out of key Through cornfields that let the pavement sing right back Searching for a nod from above But staring at the crowd is just enough The places my mind runs around Without you there to tie it down It started in Ann Arbor, Michigan And led to the grey hairs that your fingers comb through Even strangers are asking you What the hell is wrong with him? It started in Ann Arbor, Michigan And led to the grey hairs that your fingers comb through Even strangers are asking you What the hell is wrong with him? Whoa, searching for a nod from above But staring at the ground is just enough The places my mind runs around Without you there to tie it down It started in Ann Arbor Michigan And led to the grey hairs that your fingers comb through Searching for a nod from above But staring at the ground is just enough The places my mind runs around Without you there to tie it down It started in Ann Arbor, Michigan And led to the grey hairs that your fingers comb through Even strangers are asking you What the hell is wrong with him? Explain Request ×
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