You've got a friend in Pennsylvania
My heart is pumping
for one reason.
maybe it's my imagination,
but it's true.
it's all in your hands.
I no longer
have this on my shoulders.
Oh no,
it must be something I said.
love is another word for regret.
you know,
it must be part of my plan.
it's never too late to understand.
and I
wanted it to be
something more than
just another run-around for me.
and I
even though I'm glad
that I'm finally free.
all that's left for my life
is now up to me.
and I
walk around for days
and I
only see you in my dreams.
Wait for me like I've waited for you.