Geoff Baker - Indiana текст песни

In an hour I'll be in Indiana
And you won't have to look at me no more
And I won't have to think about the beating
I'll be far enough away from New York

In an hour I'll let it sink in deeper
I'm going back the way I came
There used to be a beauty in the leaving
But I'm too old now to feel that way

You were on my mind through Pennsylvania
And I got feeling hemmed in by the trees
And other things that never will contain you:

Sheets of paper, sheets of cotton, and memories

I used to think that there'd be time
For us somewhere down the line

In an hour I'll be in Indiana
And you won't ever see my face again
Cause nothing in the cards has got the answer
I'm laying down my losing hand

I used to think that there'd be time
For us somewhere down the line







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