Lasagna

When you talk about love and growing up Baking lasagna on high Not so sure if i'm stuck in a rut Couldn't bring myself to fly And you say you can change for me Can you see yourself clearly I see you like I'm staring through a beat up magazine And I'm reading you between my knees When you break in two, I'm relieved Driving on the 217, feeling smaller than I am Doing all the work I can It's sealed and stamped and back again and There's just a way that you wave and wave Like the wind is on your side I've never had that feeling, no I don't know what that feels like Just hide it from me Oh, why don't you hide it from me? Uh-huh, don't you hide it from me 'Course I know you're hiding from me (from me, oh) When you talk about love and growing up Baking lasagna on high