Middle Ground (Mary Chapin Carpenter) For years she's lived on her own In a corner of the city Twice a year she gets back home Playing catch-up with the family She tells her folks what they need to know Her mother says she's much too thin Her sisters ask about her bows Dad inquires how's business been. She's 33 this time around She's always been real good at listening Her sense of humor never lets her down Except sometimes there's something missin' cho: Hey middle ground A place between up and down She could have been safe and sound Oh to know middle ground. For years she's been on her guard She's kinda tense around the shoulders She ponders why she works so hard Counts the days as they grow older She takes a weekend now and then To stay in bed and watch the reruns She turns the phone off when guilt sets in But Sunday always leaves her kinda let down Bridge:She gave her heart away one time She says she hasn't seen it since Loves a puzzle in her mind The pieces match, but don't quite fit. Chorus... And so it is through thick and thin It never rains unless it's pourin' Her single friends are all men She thinks married girls are so damn boring. Chorus... Chorus... to end. JM
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