Not The Same

Everybody's wonderful and I won't be the first to say it's beautiful
and it's where I got to be.
Sun up at home and sets outside
And a whole lot more than a car ride
it's far away, and it replaces all I see.
I love to walk outside, and the beach is a car drive away
It's everything and more.
When I wake up in the morning and open up my eyes
I know that this is where I'm supposed to be, but it's not the same.
Even though I don't belong, I'm still missing home.
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder.
I can't have them both, that's what hurts the most.
It's not the same, It's why I came, it's why I'll stay.
Everything is working out and i can say without a doubt
I'm glad I came, and I wouldn't take it back.
It sucks that I just can't stop by and it still feels like saying good bye every single day
And the blue skies become black.