Suburban Pines

Grey skies, Suburban Pines
Come watch a film at mine
That's where you grew up playing
Near the bridge above the motorway

Big news in our hometown
They're building a new roundabout
Will anybody ever get out
Our neck of the woods?

Some chapters that you never knew
I wore a t-shirt in the swimming pool
When the nettles seemed to smell like lemon
And the frogs got in the classroom

I played a lot of golf with dad that winter
Got pretty good at missing sitters
Maybe one day I'll be a big hitter
And cross 300 yards

And I wonder what you did those days
Getting busy singing in the rain
Would you tell Gene Kelly that you like his hair?
But if you wanna learn the language, then you've gotta live there

I know you got a job nearby
Stacking shelves to pass the time
Around then, I'd gone away
Hadn't met you yet, but I'll meet you someday

I'm 28 in Cathedral Grove
Here in Canada, the trees can grow
In their quiet life they reach the sky
One's 70 metres high

And I'd read a book on the Evergreens
They'd taken town in the '70s
Planted there for their privacy
But they didn't stop you meeting me

Came home that summer and I didn't leave
Made a nest among the trees
Nestled in with family
My wings got tired of flying

Out the rough and tumble, urban jungle
We were river swimmers, we were night star lovers
Like shy little deer, we would run for cover
Found our cover in each other's arms

And it's so true, until I met you
I'd never really danced before
I'd slipped up once on a wedding floor
From then just stood there watching

And it's funny now, that you love somehow
That I wear my slippers around the town
I trip over when we walk the dog
Use the windscreen wipers 'til you tell me, "Stop"

And we both love the window open
Both have a funny thing 'bout elbows
And now we've joined the swimming pool
And this July I'll marry you

We grew up in Suburban Pines
Strangers 'til the stars aligned
Shopped at the same supermarkets
The same old chalky walks

Well, if I knew that someday soon
In Suburban Pines, I'd be meeting you
Somewhere down the avenue
I would have danced the road wearing different shoes

Yeah, if I knew that someday soon
In Suburban Pines, I'd be meeting you
I might have danced that avenue
Might have danced that road wearing different shoes

So is the real magic, the doorstep glory
In the real life ordinary story?

Yeah, is the real magic, the doorstep glory
In the real life ordinary story?

'Cause it feels like
I'm gonna be alright

'Cause it feels like
I'm gonna be alright