Back in Connecticut

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



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Feingold
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