A Teenage Vantage

"The speaker in this door is blown out, so nothing sounds right. Taking my time, taking this drive, waving this town goodbye."
                                 ~Dashboard Confessional

~A Teenage Vantage~

A teenage vantage on a Midwest night.
Being older than those times, yet feeling obliged.
When your years have passed, and a crush has entered your mind.
Maturity can be gained, but crushes stay the same.

I wake up and realize I had a dream that is lingering.
It is a dream where I thought of her name.
I breathe in to start my day
And reflect on what will happen if I stay.

Hoping and praying for a chance meeting.
The dream infecting every thought I am thinking.
As I drive and sing songs that remind me of our first introduction.
And I smile at the thought of this memory past.

The only problem I have come to find,
Is a problem that is not life or death.
A problem that goes back to teenage angst.
A problem brought on by taste.

Why do I fall for country music girls?

A teenage vantage downtown in winter months.
Being older than those times, yet wanting more.
When years have gone by and the day stands still.
Hoping and praying for a chance meeting.

When the heart sings to close.
The mind wondering, what if?
Building the friend and wishing to keep it.
Even if a relationship fails to fit.

The only problem I have come to find,
Is a problem that is petty and serious.
A problem that goes beyond old teenage angst.
A problem that presses forward to my particular tastes.

Why do I always fall for country music girls?
Why is it the twang that catches their ears?
Why do I fall for girls that sing the songs that I loathe?
Why do I fall for country music girls?

A teenage vantage,
And a teenage point of view.
Narrow and closed in.
Yet, I still wonder why...

Why I fall for country music girls.
Why do I fall at the most inopportune times?