Train
I've been also listening a lot to Train's Drops of Jupiter.

Mississippi
They call her Mississippi
But she don't flow to me
Spends her light on the Bayou
But she don't come to see
She's the one that makes my dreams
They call her Mississippi
But she don't flow to me

All of my selfish dreams. They look so good, but they don't flow to me. I want to bend the stream so that they come my way, but God flows as He wants to flow. A great song about the honest feeling of not getting what you want.