Places That the Mind Goes - 311

If I don’t have to ride your roller coaster anymore
Then I won’t wait in line
Like all the other poor souls
Waiting just to be told
That your ride’s oversold
I don’t have to worry about you anymore,

Well I happen to know
When the lights get low
The places that the mind goes

If I don’t hear your voice back on the telephone
If I don’t read your name on any letter I open
Will I still keep on hoping?
With every door as it opens
You’ll be standing on the other side

Well, experience shows
That when the lights get low
The places that the mind goes

Why guess, why look, why ask
When still, you’d do the same?
Cross out stars crossing once again,
Who’s star to blame?

Yes I happen to know
The places that the mind goes

Divide this all by two if you agree with me at all
Mark it in your blueprints on the cutting room floor
Making changes as you go
They’re almost ready to show
I don’t have to worry about you anymore

But I happen to know
That when the lights get low
Yes I happen to know
That when the lights get low
The places that mind goes

Lyrics added by Sandra Quinn