Why Georgia
I am driving up
85 in the
Kind of morning that
Lasts all afternoon
I'm just stuck inside the gloom
Four more exits to
My apartment but
I am tempted to
Keep the car in drive
And leave it all behind
'Cause I wonder sometimes
About the outcome
Of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia why?
I rent a room and I
Fill the spaces with
Wooden places to
Make it feel like home
But all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
Or just a stirring in my soul
Either way
I wonder sometimes about the outcome
Of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia why?
So what so I've got a smile on
But it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don't believe me
Don't believe me
When I say I've got it down
Everybody is
Just a stranger but
That's the danger in
Going my own way
I guess it's a price I have to pay
Still
"Everything happens
For a reason"
Is no reason not to ask myself
If I'm living it right
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, tell me why
Why, why Georgia why?
85 in the
Kind of morning that
Lasts all afternoon
I'm just stuck inside the gloom
Four more exits to
My apartment but
I am tempted to
Keep the car in drive
And leave it all behind
'Cause I wonder sometimes
About the outcome
Of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia why?
I rent a room and I
Fill the spaces with
Wooden places to
Make it feel like home
But all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
Or just a stirring in my soul
Either way
I wonder sometimes about the outcome
Of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia why?
So what so I've got a smile on
But it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don't believe me
Don't believe me
When I say I've got it down
Everybody is
Just a stranger but
That's the danger in
Going my own way
I guess it's a price I have to pay
Still
"Everything happens
For a reason"
Is no reason not to ask myself
If I'm living it right
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, tell me why
Why, why Georgia why?
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Writer(s): John Clayton Mayer
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