I've been waiting and sitting

And still I pick up the ringing

It's getting loud, can you hear me?

It strips me of all the feeling I've ever had

I'm an invisible scar

We used to yell shotgun 'fore we got in the car

Sitting up by the creek again

Singing the same old song, singing the same old words

Sitting up by the creek again

Singing the same old song, singing the same old words

So many people spend so much of their life and energy sweating the small stuff that they completely lose touch of the magic and beauty of life