I Think It's You

Jennifer Paige©2000

I've got a map of the Milky Way hanging on my wall

And colored tacks mark all the other places I would love to see

Constellations yet unnamed huddled 'round another sun

Watching stars form for eternity nestled in a nebula's arms

     But there's something that I'd miss

     In spite of all of this

     In a galaxy far away

     That could make me want to stay--

     I think it's you

And there are pictures from around the world in a box beneath my bed

Sent from friends or cut from magazines, all the places I've never been

And I watch foreign films, I eat regional cuisine

Drink imported wine and buy exotic things in an attempt to find my niche

     But there's something I still miss

     In spite of all of this

     In all that's far away

     That could make me want to stay--

     I think it's you

There's a silver Challenger for sale in the auto lot

That I imagine sits in my driveway polished and gleaming chrome

I'd put my six-string in the back, Kerouac in the passenger's seat

With a full tank of gas we'll head out on the road trip of the century

     But there's something I would miss

     In spite of all of this

     On the road everyday

     That could make me want to stay--

     I think it's you, I think it's you

Thought of a quiet little life where I could finally write

With a home and a dog and maybe even kids, more happiness than we can hold

I could show off my china plates or tell stories by the fire

Kiss the kids goodnight, put the dog outside, and turn in for the night

     But there's someone I would miss

     Despite all this bliss

     You're the peace in everyday

     That'll make me want to stay

     And I'll stay and stay and stay

     I think it's you, I think it's you

     Baby, it's you

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