Perfect Places

If there’s a wrong way
I’m gonna find it
I’m gonna drive right through your living room
Lay on my hood and write a song for you

If there’s a wrong way
And if there’s a feeling
I’m gonna feel it
I’m gonna hold onto every word you say
Keep it in until one day
I’ll write about it, hmm

And 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 was dreaming, hmm, hmm

Oh, I’ll be dreaming, hmm, hmm
Oh, I’ll be dreaming

And maybe all of this
Is just my path to happiness
We’re getting more stubborn every day

And I know that it shows
By the way I can’t let go
Of the feeling that it’s all gonna be okay