I just want to disappear I like me most of the time, most of my years Are spent with little say to lovers and friends The people that I hold dear Bring me back to Georgia when I was a kid Perfect scenes and I'm reading About me or him, God, I wanna be Someone important to everybody Hey Claire, are you proud of yourself now? Pushed away the only vows you knew before You opened the door and never looked back Don't you see you could've turned back? Bring me back to Georgia, a little bit older I promise I'll take up the offer Go fishin' with Grandad, skip rocks with Abigail Wash the clothes, my mother picked out the detail Just wait another 20 years It'll feel the same as it does right now It'll feel the same as it does right now Just wait another 20 years It'll feel the same as it does right now