Favorite Street

Favorite Street
This could be my downfall
i'm getting carried away
by every single word you say
Driving home tonight
i hope the world's alright
i'm coming into outer space again
i can't stop i won't go
but i guess you'll never know
The train is rolling out
he has a window seat
so he can see the stars
above his favorite street
just above the lawn he's sitting in his room
trying to write the perfect song
about a love he never knew
And say that you're ok
i wouldn't go that way
it's not for me to say
I don't know you well
but good enough to tell
we weren't meant for this
The train is rolling out
he has a window seat
so he can see the stars
above his favorite street
just above the lawn he's sitting in his room
trying to write the perfect song
about a love he never knew