I used to think it was good enough just to be here.
Down In Virginia
by Emily Sparks
Well, I don't know why I always go for the unreachable.
Sometimes my head is so cluttered with dumb ideas,
I must seem unteachable.
Last night I fell in love, and this morning I just feel sad-
Thinking about all that I lost and once had.
Down In Virginia, visiting true friends.
Trying my best to put on a smile for their new friends.
But my heart is aching for what they took down here,
Always aching for something that I have some other year.
There have been obstacles, but I've had it better than most.
Death doesn't scare me much, so many of my friends are ghosts.
If all the pain I feel is the price of life, then I'll pay.
'Cause it's getting to be a part of me now,
Sometimes my head is so cluttered with dumb ideas,
I must seem unteachable.
Last night I fell in love, and this morning I just feel sad-
Thinking about all that I lost and once had.
Down In Virginia, visiting true friends.
Trying my best to put on a smile for their new friends.
But my heart is aching for what they took down here,
Always aching for something that I have some other year.
There have been obstacles, but I've had it better than most.
Death doesn't scare me much, so many of my friends are ghosts.
If all the pain I feel is the price of life, then I'll pay.
'Cause it's getting to be a part of me now,
and you can't just take it away.
I used to think it was good enough just to be here,
But holding my place in this old race seems harder each year.
I used to think it was good enough just to be here,
But holding my place in this old race seems harder each year.
And emptying down a brown bottle don't make it clear
Comments