we are not alike, have no commonalities
i'm country roads to your manhattan streets
what was i ever thinking
i know exactly what i was thinking
i was thinking that charm, a smile, an ear, a shoulder
were all that mattered
that is a romance of sorts
a sweep me off my feet kind of thing
and it just doesn't make sense
when you look at it through reasonable eyes
but i won't say that it wasn't a bit fun
or that it wasn't enough to make me question
make me squirm
make me feel just a bit of a life i really wanted
you gave me something
not what i expected
not what i wanted
maybe what i needed
if only for a purpose i was too blind to see
i'll take that and move on