I want out of this town.I want to leave and never look back.He doesn t knock when he comes in, he never needs to He knows, as well as I do, my door is always open, waiting.I crave him I do He knows this, I think, and I believe he craves me too Why else would he come back It s his determination and his will that gets me That determination keeps me waiting for him in aI want out of this town.I want to leave and never look back.He doesn t knock when he comes in, he never needs to He knows, as well as I do, my door is always open, waiting.I crave him I do He knows this, I think, and I believe he craves me too Why else would he come back It s his determination and his will that gets me That determination keeps me waiting for him in a dreary bay.I ve always heard my friends say they wanted the rich guy to take them out of this small town that seems to hold us all captive.Lincoln wasn t that guy At first look, he s a fisherman, married to the sea and weighted by her waves.Who is he to me He s someone who gives just enough.He shows me a different way of thinking A way to give than just enough.