Georgia - Cartel

There's something about the Georgia summer afternoons

When the sun goes down and the air gets cool

And it's haunting me it's haunting me

And I've been missing that place too much it seems

Gave up any home just to find my dreams

And it's weighing on me oh it's weighing on me

Hey now it's weighing on me

But I'm only just one second short of calling this my aim

If I gave you something different would you call it the same

But I'm only just one person who am I to disagree

If I gave you simple reasons would you still be questioning me

I climbed a mountain simply looking for advice

All I found were children playing innocent and nice

Everyone was peaceful and everyone polite

No one to whisper dreams what's thought to be a part of life

But I'm only just one second short of calling this my aim

If I gave you something different would you call it the same

But I'm only just one person who am I to disagree

If I gave you simple reasons would you still be questioning me

I found a poor man once he was the age of 53

He spoke about the government and the thought of being free

What good does us reason if we fail to see

What good does us freedom if we fail to be free