Virginia - Ron Pope

I grew up in the kind of place you have to pass

When traveling somewhere else

My mother laughed more than she cried

But when she cried

Well it was something everyone felt

Virginia

I’ve been baffled by the echoes

I’ve been deafened by the sounds of that place

Where they said we should dream of heaven

And keep our feet right on the ground

I don’t know if this is where we’re meant to be

But hey Virginia

Won’t you spend your days with me

I dreamt of skies

A quiet blue that laid to rest the pain of darker days

And my dreams collide with subway cars

But in my heart I knew that I was frightened for a change

Morning paints the bedroom in a faded grey

My hands remember yours

I drank because I could not sleep

Now I can’t sleep 'cause I don’t drink no more

I don’t know if this is where we’re meant to be

But hey Virginia

Won’t you spend your days with me

New York ain’t so pretty

New York ain’t so strange

Soon we’ll both forget our alibis

Then maybe we could find a way to change

I don’t know if this is where we’re meant to be

I don’t know if this is where we’re meant to be

I don’t know if this is where we’re meant to be

But hey Virginia

Won’t you spend your days with me

Won’t you spend your days with me