The End Of Wishful Thinking

Lyrics

Just outside of Baltimore, north on 95 Headed for New England trying not to close my eyes I could pull right over and give myself a rest But sleep's just one more stranger that I've added to my list And it's too early in the morning And too late in my life To write a different story To hope for different lines And I guess it's finally hit me what forever really means That no amount of dreaming's Gonna bring you back to me And it's the end of wishful thinking I've become some kind of vagabond I can not stay at home It's hard to be with people and it' hard to be alone So I just keep on drivin', searching for a clue But I know I'll never find you no matter what I do And it's too early in the morning And too late in my life To write a different story To hope for different lines And I guess it's finally hit me what forever really means That no amount of dreaming's Gonna bring you back to me And it's the end of wishful thinking... Yesterday when I was leaving Tennessee The sweetest little red bird came to say goodbye to me And oh it made me smile for maybe it is true That the end of wishful thinking will lead me back to you And it's too early in the morning And too late in my life To write a different story To hope for different lines And I guess it's finally hit me What forever really means That no amount of dreaming's Gonna bring you back to me And it's the end of wishful thinking...