Distant Hearths

(hummmm) Packed the boxes,

signed the lease

Leaving behind

the quiet streets

Three states away

to find my place

But all I see is empty space

And the campus lights are glowing cold

Every story here is still untold (ahhhh)

But I miss the kitchen table talk

And the worn-out wooden sidewalk

Yeah I'm sitting in this crowded room

But I am crying for the moon (oh-oh-oh)

Books are stacked up

on the floor

New faces

passing by my door

I call my mom

to hear her voice

But it just highlights all the noise

And the distance is a heavy road A hundred thousand miles of

cold Oh, I never knew that growing up Would spill the water

from my cup

And I miss the kitchen table talk

And the worn-out wooden sidewalk

Yeah I'm sitting in this crowded room

And I am crying for the moon (oh-oh-oh)

Just a girl so far away... (hummmm)