Lyrics
[verse]
Woke up standing in a kitchen I don't recognize at all,
Strange furniture, a stranger's coat hung up along the wall.
I check my hands, I check my shoes, I check the ring I wear,
Trying to remember exactly how I got here.
[chorus]
This is not the story that I meant to write,
This is not the highway that I meant to drive tonight,
Round and round the pattern spins, over and over again,
Wondering where the plan went, wondering where and when.
[verse]
Somebody handed me a briefcase, told me this is your career,
Somebody handed me a mortgage, told me this is home, my dear.
I keep on asking questions to a mirror that won't reply,
Just watching all the ordinary decades passing by.
[chorus]
This is not the story that I meant to write,
This is not the highway that I meant to drive tonight,
Round and round the pattern spins, over and over again,
Wondering where the plan went, wondering where and when.
[bridge]
(spoken/chanted)
Nobody chose this for you, nobody drew the line,
Nobody chose this for you, you signed it every time.
Somewhere beneath the surface, a river keeps its pace,
Carrying every version of the person you replaced.
[chorus]
This is not the story that I meant to write,
This is not the highway that I meant to drive tonight,
Round and round the pattern spins, over and over again,
Wondering where the plan went, wondering where and when.
