Trying to tell me something here

in this place

All of your demons rest

in my space



I dreamed last night

you and I were there

old and gray

Holding tight

you were always so

cold



But I can't touch you where you are

There you stood dressed up like Nebraska

Plain as day



It's being in the dark that makes me so

paranoid

It's the feeling of a sort that just won't

stay inclined enough



I could see your eyes tonight

somehow try to set it right

I could change your mind to see this.



But I can't touch you where you are

There you stood dressed up like Nebraska

Plain as day



I can't touch you where you are

There you stood dressed up like Nebraska