I've been misunderstood Trying to do the things that I know I should Even when I'm arms length away You're really standing outside With the sun on your face What do I gotta do To learn that nothing really matters anymore So say you'll try to meet me Say you'll drive from Mississippi down to LeFors Some things just get in the way Hanging to threads you just can't erase But even when I'm lonely and grey You'll still be singing that song With a smile on your face But what do I gotta do To learn that making sense means nothing anymore So say you'll try to meet me Say you'll drive from Mississippi down to LeFors Cause nothing about you is a waste of time And since I first saw you You've been on my mind