The tall weeds laid flat down. On the hard flat Kansas ground. And a sad song in her head. Kept goin' 'round. . She barely even knew his name. But she liked the way he played the game.
Diggin' around, feelin' so down. Floatin' around like a feather. Nothin' but me and all of my dreams. Tryin' to hold it together. . Those were long days.