Chapel Hill

I'm going to Chapel Hill, if you're looking
I snuck out like a thief in the night
I'm riding the backroads through endless oak trees
Going further and further from sight
I am the boy in the schoolhouse
So alone in the lost countryside
And if you should want to come find me there
Oh, it may be a difficult ride
Ooh... it ought to make it easier on you
Ooh... it ought to make it easier on you
People out here aren't like you
Not that I want them to be
They're raised drinking water so gentle and clear
And they've brought out the sweetheart in me
Yeah, they brought out the sweetheart in me
I'm not like the boy you'd remember
I'm relaxed and I'm satisfied
I've come to terms with the object of failure
Setting past heartache aside
Ooh... it ought to make it easier on you
Ooh... it ought to make it easier on you
I've gone to Chapel Hill, if they ask you
Tell them I wish they were here
It was not them that I tried to escape from
But I dreamed of a future unclear
And if anyone wishes to chase me
It would probably do them no good
Because the reason I'm here is the same reason that I
Was someone they never understood
Ooh... it ought to make it easier on you
Ooh... it ought to make it easier on you
Ooh...