i've been meaning to write you

for days, for weeks, for months now

i'm beginning to think that you're more heart than you are guts now

and when you say come on home what exactly do you mean now

i'm afraid i got no way of knowing where that puts me now



so where's your lake itasca and where's your inky river and were's your muddy delta

and where do you go when you're not on my mind

cuz that wouldn't give you very much time



there are songs that i sing that you haven't heard it's true now

there are lives that i lead not directly concerning you now

there's a pony it seems you ride every day now

and stories that make me feel ever further away now



and when i say that i miss you i wonder why i don't call now

i can't hang up and meet you down the street for a bike ride at all now

and our wondering souls and concrete hearts done grow wings now

and your voice without your spirit got me thinking about these things now


Lyrics submitted by rottenzuko

Wheres Your Lake Itaska? song meanings
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