Deeper than and.

'Glad I never lived near 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, while I quietly remember every street. I'm glad I'm only picturing the moment. I'm glad she never fell in love with me. The trick of love is never to let it find you, it's easier to get over missing out. I know the house and wind, 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 would 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 everyday is a battle to convince, myself, I'm glad she never fell in love with me.'

Traded in your dreams for explanations?

I need a reward.