I just want to disappear
I like me most of the time, most of my years
Are spent with little say to lovers and friends
The people that I hold dear

Bring me back to Georgia when I was a kid
Perfect scenes and I'm reading
About me or him, God, I wanna be
Someone important to everybody

Hey Claire, are you proud of yourself now?
Pushed away the only vows you knew before
You opened the door and never looked back
Don't you see you could've turned back?

Bring me back to Georgia, a little bit older
I promise I'll take up the offer
Go fishin' with Grandad, skip rocks with Abigail
Wash the clothes, my mother picked out the detail

Just wait another 20 years
It'll feel the same as it does right now
It'll feel the same as it does right now
Just wait another 20 years
It'll feel the same as it does right now