"WHY GEORGIA"
I am driving up 85 in the
kind of morning that lasts all afternoon
Just stuck inside the gloom
4 more exits to my apartment but
I am tempted to keep the car in drive
and leave it all behind
Cause I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?
I rent a room and I fill the spaces with
wood in places to make it feel like home
But all I feel's alone
It might be a quarter life crisis
or just a stirring in my soul
Either way I wonder sometimes
about the outcome
of a still verdictless life
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, why Georgia, why?
So what, so I've got a smile on
But it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head
Don't believe me
Don't believe me
when I say I've got it down
Everybody is just a stranger but
that's the danger in going my own way
I guess it's the price I have to pay
Still "everything happens for a reason"
is no reason not to ask myself
If I am living it right
Am I living it right?
Am I living it right?
Why, tell me why
Why, why Georgia, why?
written by John Mayer
Album "Room for Squares" (2001 Aware/
Columbia Records)
Copyright 2001 by Sony Music Entertainment
Phoebe's relation:
first heard: fall 2003 in Frankfurt
hook: the lyrics at a time I didn't feel at home either
and the brilliant line "It might be a quarter life crisis"
approx. listened to: 180-200 times
