Let me paint you a picture
It's lonely and the ground has been withered away
He is sixteen
And locked out his car and he's waiting
For someone to call him home
Him home
And he sits there
And dreams of a world
Where the air is clear
And there's freedom to roam away
And his parents
Still love each other
And music
Still finds its way back to him
To him
If I was the center of gravity
Why would you let it all fall from me?
If I was the balance to everything
How could you keep me from reasoning?
And the kids play
Till the fall on their asses
The dogs they
Will run on right past us to the road again
There they go again
See your road, it whispers in vain
Can't control thy love which you name as your own
Your own
If I was the center of gravity
Why would you let it all fall from me?
If I was the balance to everything
How could you keep me from reasoning?
Someday I'll jump in this car
And I'll drive to wherever you are
To meet me
To meet you