I?m glad I never lived next to the water   So I could never get used to the beach   And I?m glad I never grew up on a mountain   To figure out how high the world could reach      I love the miles between me and the city   Where I quietly imagine every street   And I?m glad I?m only picturing the moment   I?m glad she never fell in love with me      For some the world?s a treasure to discover   And your scenery should never stay the same   And they?re trading in their dreams for explanations   All in an attempt to entertain      But I love the miles between me and the city   Where I quietly imagine every street   And I?m glad I?m only picturing the moment   I?m glad she never fell in love with me      The trick of love is to never let it find you   It?s easy to get over missing out   I know the 'Hows' and 'Whens'   But now and then she?s all I think about      I wonder how it feels to be famous   But wonder is as far as I will go   'Cause I?d probably lose myself in all the pictures   And end up being someone I don?t know      So it?s probably best I stay in Indiana   Just dreaming of the world as it should be   Where every day is a battle to convince myself   I?m glad she never fell in love with me