Midwest Town

In a Midwest town
when the winter comes you never see the ground;
see the children spill onto the street
for the wind to scatter like autumn leaves.
Take yourself to a small cafe,
and have a cup of coffee with your toast today.
Hear the farmers talkin' politics
with their leather hands and brown toothpicks.
Yeah…
she’s comin' in big slow flakes
to touch your face---
best watch out,
she’ll be driftin' above your neck
in no time
In a Midwest town
by the interstate--- hear the semi-sound.
Hear it droning in the air at night
just beneath the geese in flight.
And they spread their gracious wings
in the night-blind sky they begin to sing.
There you are--- safe and sound
in a Midwest town you can never be found.
They’ll never find you there.
People leave their doors unlocked---
go for walks at three-in-the-morning
in a Midwest town.
In a Midwest town
people go to church without their heads held down.
In a Midwest town
you can raise your kids with their feet on the ground.
You can go down to the Tastee Freeze
or go swingin' in the park--- whatever you please.
You can listen to the creek in a springtime thaw,
steal a porchswing kiss--- anything at all.
Find your love in a Midwest town…
You can find your love in a Midwest town…
Found my love in Nebraska…
Found my love in Nebraska…
Found my love in Nebraska…
Found my love in Nebraska…