Again, this I will record this weekend.
We couldn't stay at your house with the thunder everywhere
And you said no one'd be driving with the snowstorm in the air
And we couldn't scrape the windshield cause your mom would hear the sound
But the ice had mostly melted by the time we got to town
And you can see out in the dark (x4)
Now I didn't know we lost you until after you were gone
And I realized it had been too much and it had been too long
And I thought that when I called you, you’d always be there to hear
But I hadn't called in weeks or maybe months or maybe years
Looking out the window of the observation car
Raining in Nebraska on the fields and mining scars
A way off South towards Texas there the moon is peeping through
And a thousand miles of cornfields are reminding me of you.
And you can see out in the dark (x8)