Words I Choose

I'm getting paid to play a show in New York
I'm writing songs, and in July I'll be on tour
These are the things I wanted when I was kid
And I still want them now; at least, I'm pretty sure

I always dreamed I'd have someone to share it with
Their face turned into yours after a little bit
I love that I can shape my words around a note
But I hate the way they fit when we still don't

I would trade this all for you if you just asked me to

I know the life I almost lived all too well
I see it in my dreams and nightmares, I can tell
That maybe I'd be happier, more comfortable
But I'd feel the restless aching in my bones

And so I chose the lonely life out on the road
(I, I, I, I)
I'm stopping in your town tonight, you are front row
(I, I, I, I)
I sing the songs about you so reluctantly
(I, I, I, I)
We'll talk about it later, then I'll leave

'Cause I can't trade this all for you, so please don't ask me to
Watch me go, and please just know it hurts to have to lose

I will watch your wedding through the photographs you post online
And I will watch you raise your kids in the New England countryside
The rolling hills
The summertime
I will mourn the world where this was almost mine
You're the right person
It's just the wrong life

'Cause I can't trade this all for you, and you won't ask me to
It still aches, i wish you'd beg, but
Nobody knows me like you do
You'll watch me go, because you know it's good and right and true
You'll move on and I'll be gone
But you're in the words I choose