Indiana Lyrics

Driving through the cornfields in my mind

All the backroads that I used to find

Back then when all I can do was drive

Somehow that's when I felt alive

It's not the same when I'm not back

I guess I got to get used to that

But somehow

I'm still not fine

A part of me wants to go back

But I don't want to listen to that

But I don't want to listen to that

My mind is setting up the trap

Of going back to what I had

To what I had

I got to stick with this now

I got to figure all of it out

Cause I'm feeling lonely

800 miles from home

I know that I can get back

But I've spent all the money I had

And it makes me question

Why did I even go

A part of me wants to go back

But I don't want to listen to that

But I don't want to listen to that

My mind is setting up the trap

Of going back to what I had

To what I had