I'm comfortably confused...

[t_way]

"Home is where you make it love, don't get yourself confused."

I said I wanted to go,
And I do,
But I never said how far.

How high are your expectations, love?
I'm stretching, stretching,
But it's not for me anymore.
No, it never was.

And I don't think I can stand to sit in silence anymore,
Contemplating my next move,
Because it's everything now,
But it doesn't mean much to me anymore.