Sometimes
It's like you're looking inside of my head
And sometimes
I wonder why you don't bother looking somewhere else instead
And some days I can't seem to get out of bed
It's all for you, you, you, you
All I have is no money
And country tunes stuck in my head
And all you have is a plan
And no way to get ahead
And all I need is one day of silence and necessary regret
It's all for you, you, you, you
When I drive on the backroads
You can never meet me there
Like a child looking for answers
You give me mine with a deep blue stare
Find me in the apple orchard digging for golden pears
It's all for you, you, you, you
Certainty is expensive
And never worth the cost
What's the point in looking for me when
I'd rather be lost
What's the point in following the same road when all the maps have been tossed
It's all for you, you, you, you
It's all for you, you, you, you