It's not what we expected not what we had planned but maybe it is better than we can understand like finding a good reason in a bottle on the shore everything will have it's season nobody's keeping score this is not how I thought that it would be waiting on some circumstance, to make me feel complete innocence, we pass it down like corduroys with the knees worn out i wanna take the long way home the long way home i'm driving in slow motion on streets of might-have been's put to rest my reservations A new day to begin this is not how I thought that it should go drag me around and around the things I thought I should know love is not efficient, but even if it was... innocence lost and found like quarter tones that pass the hour i wanna take the long way home