Don't Mistake The Singer for The Song

It? s hills and mountain country,
you? re driving through the views,
but greens & browns got nothing on your blues.
Your friends and family warned you
that it? s a worthless ride.
You? ll pay the toll to reach the other side.
You? ll take the big bridge over
but there? s no guarantee
that what you? ll find is what you want to see.
Maybe it? s real love, maybe it? s real wrong.
Don? t mistake the singer for the song.
The bay would always lead you
further out to sea:
the wind, the tide, the possibility.
You? re rolling on the water,
you? re off to see the world —
such massive dreams for such a little girl.
And now you? re so much older,
few dreams have survived?
Are those few enough to stay alive?
Maybe it? s real love, maybe it? s real wrong,
Don? t mistake the singer for the song.
Out to see, out to see what life? s about
Out to see, out to see what life? s about
Can it be, can it be I? m missing out
Don? t know where I? ve been,
but I want life to let me in.
There? s time to reconsider,
reverse those winds above you?
heed the good advise of those who love you.
No one? s gonna blame you
for what you didn? t do,
no one else, no one else but you.
The years will still move forward,
the waves still beat the shore,
but how long will they strike if you ignore?
Maybe it? s real love, maybe it? s real wrong,
don? t mistake the singer for the song.