Songtekst why georgia

Am I living it right? Why, why Georgia, why? I rent a room and I fill the spaces with Wood in places to make it feel like home But all I feel's alone It might be a quarter life crisis Or just the stirring in my soul Either way I wonder sometimes About the outcome Of a still verdictless life Am I living it right? So what, so I've got a smile on But it's hiding the quiet superstitions in my head Don't believe me Don't believe me When I say I've got it down Everybody is just a stranger but That's the danger in going my own way I guess it's the price I have to pay Still "everything happens for a reason" Is no reason not to ask myself if I Am living it right?

Why, tell me why, Why, why Georgia, why? Edit Lyrics. Why Georgia song meanings. Add Your Thoughts 68 Comments. General Comment You know I loved this song when I was It was beautiful and all my friends thought John was cute. I remember having this playing when I was learning to drive, actually. But you know what I've realized. I'm 20 now, and I can finally understand what he is saying.

I think that is his art. You can love a song for it's beat and how cute the singer is, but it's when you can stop and appreciate the lyrics and their deep meaning that I think you can actually love a song. This is one of those songs. No Replies Log in to reply. There was an error. General Comment I always thought it was "I am driving, 85 N.

Listening again, I guess he does softly say "up 85 in I think it's about getting to an age where you always thought you would be an adult and have things figured out. By Album. Listen online. Year: 75 Views. Genre: Rock.

Style: Alternative Rock , Indie Rock. Discuss the Why Georgia Lyrics with the community: 0 Comments. Notify me of new comments via email. Cancel Report. Create a new account. Log In. Powered by CITE. Missing lyrics by John Mayer? Know any other songs by John Mayer? Don't keep it to yourself! Add it Here. Watch the song video Why Georgia. Your Body Is a Wonderland. John Mayer Biografie. I am driving up 85 in the Kind of morning that lasts all afternoon Just stuck inside the gloom Four more exits to my apartment but I am tempted to keep the car in drive And leave it all behind Cause I wonder sometimes About the outcome Of a still verdictless life Am I livin it right?

Am I livin it right?