Ive been waiting and sitting
And still I pick up the ringing
Its getting loud, can you hear me?
It strips me of all the feeling Ive ever had
Im an invisible scar
We used to yell shotgun fore we got in the car
Sitting up by the creek again
Singing the same old song, singing the same old words
Sitting up by the creek again
Singing the same old song, singing the same old words
So many people spend so much of their life and energy sweating the small stuff that they completely lose touch of the magic and beauty of life