the worst hopeless romantic
the lost soul, broken heart,
stuck on one person.
this isn't a story book
and you won't find the real thing wandering in a book store
you can try a party,
but you'll just find boys who'll wanna take you to bed and break your heart.
you'll find the bar across town only has a girl from abroad,
here for the first time .
buy her a drink and you'll be just as good for her as boys from the party.
you'll never find what you're looking for in her light blue eyes anyways.
walking the streets of a new city searching for someone old
will lead you right back to where you started
at a house party back home,
just outside of philly,
searching for the girl you know will never show up.
her plane leaves the next day,
and that hope will only break your heart.
you won't find love wandering around in a bookstore
or at the bar
or the house party
love for you lies in one place
two thousand miles away
at a coffee shop in new york city
it lies in dark eyes and rosy cheeks on a rainy day
in the hands of a girl from back home,
who didn't belong where your dreams lied.
across the country,
west coast rave.
your new friends will dance,
but every song makes you think of her.