It's not what we expected
not what we had planned
but maybe it is better
than we can understand

like finding a good reason
in a bottle on the shore
everything will have it's season
nobody's keeping score

this is not how I thought that it would be
waiting on some circumstance, to make me feel complete

innocence, we pass it down
like corduroys with the knees worn out
i wanna take the long way home
the long way home

i'm driving in slow motion
on streets of might-have been's
put to rest my reservations
A new day to begin

this is not how I thought that it should go
drag me around and around the things I thought I should know

love is not efficient, but even if it was...

innocence lost and found
like quarter tones that pass the hour
i wanna take the long way home