I was kissing the ground as soon as I was on it
Felt pulled down into it and I knew that I was home for good
But I left New York with a hollow chest and the car ride home was a thin disguise at best
Lake Ontario, a cold cold shock and all I thought I was really not
What either of us, what neither of us want
I'd freely flee you, though I'll see it through til March
Summer calls, the colors saturate then drain |til fall
Memories have all but faded thin
Kept a case in which your pros were placed
Kept a clutch in which your cons were left untouched
But I finally know how to take it slower
Was the fastest girl with the least control
Lake Ontario was the wake up call I'd been reaching for since I learned to crawl
Submerged, encouraged, encased
No longer longing for that place