I know the 'Hows' and 'Whens'

I’m glad she never fell in love with me
I wonder how it feels to be famous

And I’m glad I’m only picturing the moment
Where I quietly imagine every street
Where I quietly imagine every street
All in an attempt to entertain
But wonder is as far as I will go
And your scenery should never stay the same
I love the miles between me and the city
But now and then she’s all I think about
But I love the miles between me and the city
To figure out how high the world could reach
Where every day is a battle to convince myself

The trick of love is to never let it find you
And I’m glad I never grew up on a mountain
It’s easy to get over missing out
For some the world’s a treasure to discover
So it’s probably best I stay in Indiana
And I’m glad I’m only picturing the moment
Just dreaming of the world as it should be
I’m glad she never fell in love with me
And end up being someone I don’t know
'Cause I’d probably lose myself in all the pictures

I’m glad she never fell in love with me

And they’re trading in their dreams for explanations