And they met when they were young
With one thing in common
Two big city kids lost in a stupid world Of egoistic boys and lying little girls And he knows there was something there 'Cause he saw it in her stare
Or does he tell himself that for something to hold to Second guessing life 'cause he doesn't know the truth
And he knows, but he fakes it, that he's doing okay And he knows, 'cause he wastes it, his life and everyday In his head he's always known The way the story's supposed to go
But then she left, now she's fifty states away
And he wastes his hours and squanders every day 'Cause now she's just a dream Of how things could have been
So he sits at home and wonders where she is And what she's doing, does she ever think of him
And he keeps on writing her letters
Ones he'll never send And he wishes he had a picture So he could see her face again
And he knows, but he fakes it, that he's doing okay
And he knows, 'cause he wastes it, his life and everyday
