Miles

Coming home early, catching on late Guess I had too much on my plate Wish it was as simple as somebody done somebody wrong, but I'm coming home early, catching on late There's miles between us The boy, you should've seen us when we met I loved your anger and The way you'd catch a stranger in your net She'll be driving in the fall And we'll sit up waiting on the call As she leaves, I'll tell her don't get hurt and don't get pregnant, but She won't acknowledge me at all There's miles between us But boy, you should've seen us, she was scared to let go of my hand A tiny carnival, she said, "Daddy, is this just like Disneyland?" "Yes, it's just like Disneyland" In the name of survival, we get used to this In the name of forgiveness, we get bored For our own entertainment, we ball up our fists Take it out on the kid at the grocery store In the name of desire, we burn everything In the name of redemption, buy it back For our own entertainment, clip each other's wings Take it out on the kids when we can't keep track In the name of survival, we get used to this In the name of forgiveness, we get bored In the name of survival, we get used to this There's miles between us But boy, you should've seen us in the good old days It was just like Disneyland You didn't even see the hand that turned the page The hand that turned the page