Из альбома: I Bet You Say That to All the Boys
Tell me who do you think you are
hiding in back alleys stoned
when you've got yourself a life
and a place to call a home
are you afraid of the life that lies
just beyond your backyard gates
are you afraid of being torn between
worlds made of love and hate
I'm naive but I think I understand
I'm naive but I think we are what we set out to find
but no one set out to be a drunken driver
no one set out to be a unwed mother
no one set out to be a lying lover
we just pick it up along the way
In summers past you laughed with the sea
you didn't have to try to be free
now you chace pipe dreams down one way streets
praying your paths will somehow meet
staring out the window of a northbound train
watching the light of day slowly change
is this what I envisioned in front of me
do we ever get to where where we set out to be
I'm naive but I think I understand
I'm naive but I think we are what we set out to find
but no one set out to be a drunken driver
no one set out to be an unwed mother
no one set out to be a lying lover
we just pick it up along the way