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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 just

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 rmember 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

I remember the first time I drove

Though Indiana