Indiana

I was born in the crossroads state

Got knocked down in the same place I was raised

Thought the answer was traveling far

But where you come from never leaves who you are x2

I miss it, and I’m still learning how to be gone

I miss it, never thought I would something feels wrong

I am just a midwestern kid

It seems growing older is all I ever did

I crave the touch of that Indy wind

Reminds me how it feels to be a child again x2

I miss it, and I’m still learning how to be gone

I miss it, never thought I would something feels wrong

But the memories it holds, that’s all that it means

What I choose to cherish, what I wished let me be

I would just miss the place if that was easy to do

But in Indiana, all I miss is you x2

I miss you, it’s becoming so hard to be gone

I miss you, if only moving meant moving on