This is all too much for such a small town girlnThough I see more than you thinknThis world, very little did I likenAnd when I did it was not minennI never have believed in pure coincidencenAnd your distinctions proved such a subtle differencenAnd subtlety was always lost on me, yeahnnEvenings can go to your head (some things are better left unsaid)nFeelings can get left behindnSo keep your love and I'll keep minenKeep your love and I'll keep minennStill trying to get over my small town waysnBut still so much a part of me is my past disgracenAnd you might say you don't carenBut how can you when you weren't even there?nnAnd this is all too much for such a small town girlnI can only stand stillnBut your world, and everything I see, just brings confusion to menDon't know where I am today, but I wish you wouldn't look that waynnGo straight to my headnSome things are better left unsaidnFeelings can get left behindnSo keep your, keep your lovenKeep your love and I'll try to keep mine.