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I&#8217;m glad I never lived next to the water<br /> So I could never get used to the beach<br /> And I&#8217;m glad I never grew up on a mountain<br /> To figure out how high the world could reach<br /> I love the miles between me and the city<br /> Where I quietly imagine every street<br /> And I&#8217;m glad I&#8217;m only picturing the moment<br /> I&#8217;m glad she never fell in love with me<br /> For some the world&#8217;s a treasure to discover<br /> And your scenery should never stay the same<br /> And they&#8217;re trading in their dreams for explanations<br /> All in an attempt to entertain<br /> But I love the miles between me and the city<br /> Where I quietly imagine every street<br /> And I&#8217;m glad I&#8217;m only picturing the moment<br /> <br /> I&#8217;m glad she never fell in love with me<br /> The trick of love is to never let it find you<br /> It&#8217;s easy to get over missing out<br /> I know the &#39;Hows&#39; and &#39;Whens&#39;<br /> But now and then she&#8217;s all I think about<br /> I wonder how it feels to be famous<br /> But wonder is as far as I will go<br /> &#39;Cause I&#8217;d probably lose myself in all the pictures<br /> And end up being someone I don&#8217;t know<br /> So it&#8217;s probably best I stay in Indiana<br /> Just dreaming of the world as it should be<br /> Where every day is a battle to convince myself<br /> I&#8217;m glad she never fell in love with meLyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>

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I’m glad I never lived next to the water
So I could never get used to the beach
And I’m glad I never grew up on a mountain
To figure out how high the world could reach
I love the miles between me and the city
Where I quietly imagine every street
And I’m glad I’m only picturing the moment
I’m glad she never fell in love with me
For some the world’s a treasure to discover
And your scenery should never stay the same
And they’re trading in their dreams for explanations
All in an attempt to entertain
But I love the miles between me and the city
Where I quietly imagine every street
And I’m glad I’m only picturing the moment
I’m glad she never fell in love with me
The trick of love is to never let it find you

It’s easy to get over missing out
I know the 'Hows' and 'Whens'
But now and then she’s all I think about
I wonder how it feels to be famous
But wonder is as far as I will go
'Cause I’d probably lose myself in all the pictures
And end up being someone I don’t know
So it’s probably best I stay in Indiana
Just dreaming of the world as it should be
Where every day is a battle to convince myself
I’m glad she never fell in love with me

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Henry "Red" Allen (1906– 1967) was a jazz trumpeter. Henry James Allen was born on 7th January 1906 in the Algiers neighborhood of New Orleans, Louisiana, the son of the noted bandleader Henry Allen. He took early trumpet lessons from Peter Bocage and Manuel Manetta; some of his lessons from Manetta were taken together with another promising young trumpeter, Emmett Hardy. Allen was playing professionally by 1924, playing with the Excelsior Brass Band and the jazz dance bands of Sam Morgan, George Lewis and John Casimir.

Read more about Henry "Red" Allen on Last.fm.


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