Indiana

I remember the first time I drove through Indiana

watching fences in the distance fade away

once there was a girl I knew there and she was pretty

we kept in touch until we both went our own ways

I remember the first time I drove through Indiana

waving goodbye to the towns that we drove through

far away I know they're deep inside a city

running back and forth wanting only to get home

Once I was there in a dream meeting people

without names and without faces they lived

I remember the first time I drove through Indiana

watching semis hauling grain to the west

they're gonna make it all the way to Colorado

where the mountains touch the sky and rivers bend

I remember the first time I drove through Indiana

thinking to myself how big this land really is

amber waves of grain from a highway

who lives in that house so far away

I remember the first time I drove though Indiana

watching fences in the distance fade away

I remember the first time I drove though Indiana