So staring through my screen woven window
only then can I realize that burning gases so high
can bear your name and look down to let me see
a glimpse of what I'm missing
a glimpse of what I'm missing in Rhode Island...
In Rhode Island. In Rhode Island.
And broken chairs and attitudes
they could not keep me from seeing you.
And broken chairs and attitudes
they could not keep me from seeing you.
Walking in my sleep, throwing rocks and wishing
my hands were shaking for someone who's missing me.
Looking back on your good intentions;
a quest for a reason to wait for a signal.
In Rhode Island. In Rhode Island.
In Rhode Island. In Rhode Island.
And broken chairs and attitudes
they could not keep me from seeing you.
And broken chairs and attitudes
they could not keep me from seeing you.
I've been wading through all the sad remarks
but now I'm learning for myself I have to see you
even one last time because everything is never forever.
In Rhode Island. In Rhode Island.
In Rhode Island. In Rhode Island.
And broken chairs and attitudes
they could not keep me from seeing you.
And broken chairs and attitudes
they could not keep me from seeing you.
And broken chairs and attitudes
they could not keep me from seeing you.
And broken chairs and attitudes
they could not keep me from seeing you.
(never forever).
