(mary chapin carpenter)

For years shes 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 shes much too thin
Her sisters ask about her beaus
Her dad inquires hows business been

Shes 33 this time around
Shes always been real good at listening
Her sense of humor never lets her down
Except sometimes theres something missing

Hey middle ground
A place between up and down
She could be safe and sound
Oh to know middle ground

For years shes been on her guard
Shes kind of tense around the shoulders
She wonders why she works so hard
She counts the days til they promote her
Shell take a weekend now and then
To stay in bed and watch the reruns
Shell 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 hasnt seen it since
Loves a puzzle in her mind
The pieces match but dont quite fit

And these days run thick or thin
It never rains or else its 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