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Jon Mclaughlin Indiana

I used to stare up into the sky And fill the space around with my whys But now I've got it all figured out And I'm embarrassed that it me too long The

She loves her mama's lemonade And hates the sound that goodbye's make She prays one day she'll find someone to need her She swears that there's no difference

It's you to me, it's your gentle face, overdue but worth the wait And out of my reach but I'm reaching out for you And me to the night, I say goodbye,

My debut is coming soon You already know what I'm gonna do You got my time on the dotted line But you show up invited and before I sign And someone say

Unexpected Understatement of the year And that's for sure Who'd of thought that I'd be standing at your door It's just the way you say my name that throws

wonder is as far as I will go 'Cause I?d probably lose myself in all the pictures And end up being someone I don?t know So it?s probably best I stay in Indiana

She don't know you but swear she knows your type Got a mouth full of opinions and most are wrong but they all sound right And the ring around her finger

People doing better, people needing more People writing letters, people get ignored People saving money and people saving face People going hungry, people

I can't find Crazy Horse, can't find Hoffa And Amelia's missing somewhere out at sea And I hope they're happy, havin' a party And Elvis is servin' them