DMFH
She would walk 2, 000 miles between the two short rooms
Of her home
Pick up a guitar, two chords
Answer the phone
And it takes association
A lot of motivation
And a line of demarcation
To make her feel alone
You're alone
There's always something better to do
Someplace better to go
Someone better to know
Something better to see
Something better to be
There's something better to own
Sometimes the price is too high
Sometimes the price is too high
Sometimes the cost is too dear
Sometimes you can't see the sky
Through the ceiling that you built here
I want to buy her a leather jacket
I want to buy her a guitar
I want to charge up all the mileage
On a bright red rental car
I want to build us a big white house
I want to paint a big gold star
So she always will remember
How right we are
Sometimes the price is too high
Sometimes the cost is too dear
Sometimes you can't see the sky
Through the ceiling that you built here
Sometimes you balance your life
Against the interest that you layaway
But some things are just too precious to sell off
To give away
Don't give it away
I want to buy her a guitar I want to build us a big white house
I want to paint a big gold star
I want to find some place to stay
Find us a place to play
The means and the faith to stay
Where we are
Of her home
Pick up a guitar, two chords
Answer the phone
And it takes association
A lot of motivation
And a line of demarcation
To make her feel alone
You're alone
There's always something better to do
Someplace better to go
Someone better to know
Something better to see
Something better to be
There's something better to own
Sometimes the price is too high
Sometimes the price is too high
Sometimes the cost is too dear
Sometimes you can't see the sky
Through the ceiling that you built here
I want to buy her a leather jacket
I want to buy her a guitar
I want to charge up all the mileage
On a bright red rental car
I want to build us a big white house
I want to paint a big gold star
So she always will remember
How right we are
Sometimes the price is too high
Sometimes the cost is too dear
Sometimes you can't see the sky
Through the ceiling that you built here
Sometimes you balance your life
Against the interest that you layaway
But some things are just too precious to sell off
To give away
Don't give it away
I want to buy her a guitar I want to build us a big white house
I want to paint a big gold star
I want to find some place to stay
Find us a place to play
The means and the faith to stay
Where we are
Credits
Writer(s): Jennifer Toomey
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