I don't know

I don't know if certain ones are right or wrong
These words I try to use to explain what's going on
It's like a familiar song comes on
and it sweeps over you
and you relearn a phrase you already knew

It feels like waking up and I like it
ya know it sounds like a folk song when you mic it
it looks like I might just long-haul it
even if I don't know what to call it

I don't know if I'll ever know my way around
but every street and store I have needed you have found
A familiar song comes on
and I sing with you
of green eyes, grey T-shirts, yellow flowers too

It feels like waking up and I like it
ya know it sounds like a folk song when you mic it
it looks like I might just long-haul it
even if I don't know what to call it

Oh no I've got a secret and I just might shout it
I don't know what it is but I know some things about it:

It feels like waking up and I like it
ya know it sounds like a folk song when you mic it
looks like I might just long-haul it
even if I don't know what to call it

I don't, no I don't know what to call it
I don't know what to call it