Good Things

I wanna go where the grass is green and everything still seems, a little obscene

I wanna love the way I should, carelessly alive and a little misunderstood

There's a girl from down the road, when she's holding my hand, I feel like I know where to go

And there's a light in all the darkness so hold on tight when you're feeling breathless child

Won't you slow, for a little while

I wanna go where the wildflowers breathe

With trees so tall and birds that sing

I wanna go where the water flows crystal clear, a symphony to the ear

Drive a couple hundred miles to see my grandpa

Hear about the days when buildings weren't so tall

He'll say son listen while I say this, cause I don't know when I'll take flight

But there's a light in all the darkness, so hold on tight when you're feeling breathless child

Won't you slow for a little while

For a little while

For a little while

For a little while

For a little while

For a little while