Mushaboom

( written by Feist )

Helping the kids out of their coats 
But wait the babies haven't been born 
Unpacking the bags and setting up 
And planting lilacs and buttercups 

But in the meantime I've got it hard 
Second floor living without a yard 
It may be years until the day 
My dreams will match up with my pay 

Old dirt road
Knee deep snow 
Watching the fire as we grow old 

I got a man to stick it out 
And make a home from a rented house 
And we'll collect the moments one by one 
I guess that's how the future's done 

How many acres how much light 
Tucked in the woods and out of sight 
Talk to the neighbours and tip my cap 
On a little road barely on the map 

Old dirt road
Knee deep snow 
Watching the fire as we grow old 
Old dirt road
Rambling rose 
Watching the fire as we grow well I'm sold