I’m glad I never lived next to the water,
so I could never get used to the beach.
And I’m glad I never grew up on a mountain,
to figure out how high the world could reach.
I love the miles between me and the city,
where I quietly imagine every street.
And I’m glad I’m only picturing the moment,
I’m glad she never fell in love with me.
For some the world’s a treasure to discover,
and your scenery should never stay the same.
And they’re trading in their dreams for explanations,
all in an attempt to entertain.
But I love the miles between me and the city,
where I quietly imagine every street.
And I’m glad I’m only picturing the moment,
I’m glad she never fell in love with me.
The trick of love is to never let it find you,
it’s easy to get over missing out.
I know the how’s and whens, but now and then,
she’s all I think about.
I wonder how it feels to be famous,
but wonder is as far as I will go.
Because 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,
just dreaming of the world as it should be.
Where every day is a battle to convince myself,
I’m glad she never fell in love with me.
MEADOR.ORG 
i am gonna show this to my friend, man
I’d never heard this song. It was a good one.
Alot of bloggers aren’t really pleased with the new iPad.There was just too much hoopla over it and lots of blogers got disapointed.Thing is, I actually see lots of the cool potential uses of the gizmo. Third-party apps for working with tunes, games, newspapers and magazines and books, all kinds of good stuff, but they just didn’t really sell it very well (excluding the books). It smells sort of undercooked