The View

I just unloaded the last box up two long flights of stairs
and I realize that everything I own is in this room
I don't know how I got here and I'm not sure how to start
if you asked me to retrace myself it would probably be too far
but I'm sitting on these wrinkled sheets and thinking to myself
I might be happy

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and I just have to say
the view looks fine from here
everything seems nice this time of year
and even though the future is unclear
I might just stick around a while

My landlord's name is Barbara and I sometimes call her mom
her jersey accent reminds me just how far away from home I am
and I love the way the traffic keeps moving down below
seems the people in this city always have some place to go
and there are couples walking everywhere as I sit all alone
but I am happy

Cause the sun's about to rise
oh, I've never seen it look so bright
I have waited all my life

Got a couple hundred dollars and an 8x16 room
most people think I'm crazy
said I took off way too soon
but I can't describe this longing that's pulling me inside
sometimes following your heart can be an interesting ride
but I'm looking over rooftops at the colors
and I know that I am happy