Story Behind The Song
They always tell you that it'll get better, but it never does. The things that I remember, are the things you won't admit.
Song Description
They always tell you that it'll get better, but it never does. The things that I remember, are the things you won't admit.
| Song Length |
4:51 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock, Country - Contemporary |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Heartbreaking, Moving |
Subject |
Unrequited Love, Loneliness |
| Similar Artists |
David Gray, Counting Crows |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Somewhere In Ohio
(Breathe)
©Renaissance Boy Recordings
"Somewhere in Ohio
Or maybe Tennessee," I said,
"You will hear from me."
Driving up from Nashville
In a beat-up, borrowed car
I wished on a star.
That was last September,
The beginning of the fall,
I still have not called.
And the things that I remember
Are the things you won't admit
And it feels like this December
Is the hardest of them yet
...but I'll be alright
Yeah, that's what they keep tellin' me
I remember clearly
I wonder if you know
How I heard myself for the first time on the radio
I was just sitting alone (sitting next to the phone)
When a friend called and said, "Turn it on, tune it in..."
And the DJ said my name
And I said, "Things will never be the same.
"And I swear I don't care this is where it begins."
But you know I could not hear myself
For the pounding in my head
And all that I kept thinking about was
Would she hear this? Oh, man,
Could she hear this?
From the safety of his bed?
Tulsa, Oklahoma
A rainy afternoon
Cold and lonely hotel room
I?ve been lately thinking
Since I?ve been on my own
Sinking like stone
So I walked to a pay phone
In the rain on Christmas eve
Just to hear you breathe
And the things that I remember
Are the things you won't admit
And it feels like this December
Is the hardest of them yet
But I?ll be alright?
that?s what I keep telling myself.