Far Away

You come today from far away
With pictures in your eyes
Of coffee shops and sunny days
And warm sweet apple pies
Of countertops and smiling girls
Of those who know your name
Of movie slides that streak and curl
And children playing games

Oh please say that it’s perfect there
That’s all I want to hear
I want to know that at least somewhere
Is happier then here
I need that hope oh cant you see
So I’ll stop hating me

A place with little shops and brick sidewalks
Of town meetings and the strange
Yet those you love and do not gawk
Of walking in the rain
Of apartments above your diner
Where everyone knows who you are
Of those who don’t dream of things finer
For they’re happy with who they are

Oh please say that it’s perfect there
That’s all I want to hear
I want to know that at least somewhere
Is happier then here
I need that hope oh cant you see
So I’ll stop hating me

You see me there with long dark hair
And ask me where to go
You smile at me, as others stare
And leave me with a glow
They laugh at you when you are gone
But I wish you would stay
And not leave me with them alone
For the rest of my days

Oh please say that it’s perfect there
That’s all I want to hear
I want to know that at least somewhere
Is happier then here
I need that hope oh cant you see
So I’ll stop hating me

I want to see the little shops, the brick sidewalks
The children playing games
The rainy days and silly talks
And know all of their names
I hate it here with all the stores
Filled with people who don’t care
‘Bout neighbors at their doors
Nor like my dark brown hair

Oh please say that it’s perfect there
That’s all I want to hear
I want to know that at least somewhere
Is happier then here
I need that hope oh cant you see
So I’ll stop hating me

I want to live above a diner, dream not of things finer
Wake up every morning to the smell of apple pie
Care with you about things minor
And never have to die
To die at my own hand I mean
For that’s what I’ll have here
I want to lay on grass so green
And call you “love” and “dear”

Oh please say that it’s perfect there
That’s all I want to hear
I want to know that at least somewhere
Is happier then here
I need that hope oh cant you see
So I’ll stop hating me

I follow you to the park
Tap your shoulder, flip my hair
And to stop it getting dark
I ask “I want to be with you, can you take me there?”

Oh please say that it’s perfect there
That’s all I want to hear
I want to know that at least somewhere
Is happier then here
I need that hope oh cant you see
So I’ll stop hating me

Oh god please take me there, please take me there

Turns out that you take me there
And I love it just as I thought
Turns out that what I had here
Was much worse than I thought
We lay on grass, the perfect scene
Have silly talks on brick sidewalks
And everybody knows my name
I know I will never be the same

My dear

Oh please say that it’s perfect there
That’s all I want to hear
I want to know that at least somewhere
Is happier than here
I write these words in my own home
Right above a diner
And living here and not alone, there is nothing finer.