Perfect Places

If there’s a wrong way I’m gonna find it I’m gonna drive right through your living room Lay on the hood and write a song for you If there’s a wrong way If there’s a feeling I’m gonna feel it I’m gonna hold on to every word you say Keep it in until one day I write about it If there’s a bad day I’m gonna have it I’m gonna spill my wine on the floor Walk down the street and buy some more If there’s a bad day And if there’s a big field I’m gonna stand there And I’m gonna build a home inside my head ‘Cause perfect places don’t exist Oh I’ll be dreaming Maybe all of this Is just my path to happiness I’m getting more stubborn everyday I know that it shows By the way I can’t let go Of the feeling that it’s all gonna be okay