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MARY CHAPIN CARPENTER
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Middle Ground
For years she¡¯s lived on her own
In a corner of the city
Twice a year she gets back home
Playing catch-up with the family
She tells her folks what they need to know
Her mother says she¡¯s much too thin
Her sisters ask about her beaus
Her dad inquires how¡¯s business been
She¡¯s 33 this time around
She¡¯s always been real good at listening
Her sense of humor never lets her down
Except sometimes there¡¯s something missing
Hey middle ground
A place between up and down
She could be safe and sound
Oh to know middle ground
For years she¡¯s been on her guard
She¡¯s kind of tense around the shoulders
She wonders why she works so hard
She counts the days ¡®til they promote her
She¡¯ll take a weekend now and then
To stay in bed and watch the reruns
She¡¯ll turn the phone off when guilt sets in
But Sunday always kind of leaves her let down
Hey middle ground
A place between up and down
She could be safe and sound
Oh to know middle ground
She gave her heart away one time
And says that she hasn¡¯t seen it since
Love¡¯s a puzzle in her mind
The pieces match but don¡¯t quite fit
And these days run thick or thin
It never rains or else it¡¯s pouring
All her single friends are men
She thinks married girls are so damn boring
Hey middle ground
A place between up and down
She could be safe and sound
Oh to know middle ground
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