about
A song about having dreams but realizing they may not turn out the way you planned or hoped.
lyrics
Verse 1
A little house on the edge of town.
A white picket fence with roses all around.
A two-car garage, with a mountain view.
The life I dreamt I’d share with you.
A big backyard with a tire swing
In my mind, I’ve pictured everything.
A little boy and a little girl.
You sitting with them would be my whole world.
Chorus 1
But sometimes dreams don’t turn out like that.
Sometimes life makes you give them back.
So that’s why I am at your porch at 3am,
with a bag of your clothes and a goodbye note.
All of the mem’ries I’ve kept of us in my mind,
the perfect future that I’d outlined,
I’m giving it…back.
Verse 2
The songs we sang, the games we played.
The nights it got too late and I shouldn’t have stayed,
The aimless drives, the late night walks,
The things we never said in our star-scaped talks.
A confusing past I could never define,
that painfully thin and blurry line.
The way you made my head spin with frustration
Has made me come to this realization…
Chorus 2
But sometimes dreams don’t turn out like that.
Sometimes life makes you give them back.
So I wish you well and I wish you love,
And I pray that you find the life you’re dreaming of.
But this must end, we both know.
It’s best for us if I just go.
I’m giving it…back.
credits
from
Waiting on Go,
released November 1, 2013
Written, produced, vocals: Amy Gordon
license
all rights reserved