I grew up where throwing rocks in canyons is not allowed   I grew up where growing up makes me awkward and proud   I grew up where it was a difficult drive to the airport   And I hope you have a good ride   ?Cause my mother, you know, she doesn?t like to fly      I grew up where it was a difficult drive to the airport   But I grew up      School, school, swimming pool   I walk barefoot home from school   School, school      And mother, that?s a hard word   The things that you?re leaving   The things that you?re missing   The things you don?t know      And father, that?s a hard word   Things that you?re needing   The things that you?re missing   The things you don?t show      And how happy do you have to be to be happy?   How sad do you have to be to be sad?   And do you have to be sad?   Do you have to be?      I grew up where throwing rocks in canyons is not allowed