How do I know If it was meant to be That somehow I'd grow To understand But it's all unknown The path ahead of me Is all ocean And no sand In the strangest way I'm back in Connecticut In the days And out the weeks I know today I'm back in Connecticut But tomorrow Feels like it's mocking me Ooh Mm Ooh Back in Connecticut If this is all That there is to it And trying won't bring Me bliss And I am nothing If not willing yet I am worried I am unfit In the strangest way I'm back in Connecticut And I can taste The taller trees You know I can't stay In old Connecticut All Though tomorrow I still can't leave Ooh Mm Ooh Back in Connecticut Ooh Back in Connecticut Ooh Back in Connecticut