New Hampshire

A lonely yellow light gets swallowed

By the morning in New Hampshire

And casts a shadow on the pavement

Where we used to walk together

Yeah, yeah

But in a small town

Made of hills and trees and streams

All you've got to believe

Is what you dream

I know she will make it somehow

'Cause she is from New Hampshire

Yeah, she said

She wants to see it all

Putting on her make-up

She's making her last telephone call

She says she's leaving me now

My eyes are following the lines

That lead away from old New Hampshire

Yeah, 'cause she's gone out of view

And taken with her clarity and laughter

But in a big town

Made of hard and scary things

All you've got to believe in

Is what you dream

I know she will make it somehow

She is from New Hampshire

Yeah, she said

She wants to see it all

Putting on her make-up

She's making her last telephone call

She says she's leaving

Why is growing up so bad for love

It only takes us further

From what means the most

She means the most

And now she's gone away

But she is from New Hampshire

Yeah, she said

She wants to see it all

Putting on her make-up

She's making her last telephone call

She says she's leaving me now

She says she's leaving me now

She says she's leaving me now

New Hampshire

New Hampshire

Ou, Ou, Ou, Ou, Ou-ou

Ou, Ou, Ou

Ah-ra, ra, ra, ray

Ah-ra, ra, ra, ray, yeah

Ou, Ou-ou

Ah-ra, ra, ra, ray

Ah-ra, ra, ra, ray

Uh, uh, uh

Oh, uh, uh, uh

Oh, waoh-oh, oh-ou

Oh, waoh-oh, oh-ou

That's you

That's you

That's you

You

That's you

That's you

That's you

That's you

Oh

Ah-ra, ra, oh-ou

Yeah