Glen Phillips Follow

I was eighteen, so were you
And I was that Birkenstock, geek rock dude
You were a backflip, doe eyed, tree climbing
Earth mama beautiful evergreen girl

And I never thought that I could be
Getting my gray hairs with you beside me
And there's something I'm blind to but you still see

And it couldn't be better I know
It shouldn't be easier, ooh
I should just stop waiting for the other boot to fall

I want to be the toy in your cereal box
I want to be Carter at your peace talks
I want to get almost too familiar
But still notice the way that you walk

And if you said you were going away
I'd run on the tarmac
And I would lay down in front of the plane
Just to get you to stay

This couldn't be better I know
It shouldn't be easier, ooh
I should just stop waiting for the other boot to fall

Got everything I've ever wanted here
Everything and damn this constant fear
Sure I'm gonna lose it all
Just waiting for the other boot to fall

And if you thought I could be replaced
I wouldn't just stop with an ear
I would cut of my whole freaking face
Just to make my point clear

That it couldn't be better I know
It shouldn't be easier, ooh
I should just stop waiting for the other boot to fall
I'm waiting for the other boot to fall