I never really had a girl of my own.
Always moving somewhere, now I can’t find home anymore.
I don’t know where to look.

Once you drive these things awhile, you know it seems like 
You could drive a million miles, never stopping,
Wide awake and completely hypnotized.

This place reminds me of the town where I was born
When I see those children playing in the yard and laughing.

I got some family but they’re all spread out.  
Every year or two we meet for weekend.  
Familiar strangers from another life.

I found a path up to the creek by the State Road.  
I lay down beside the falls.  
Maybe now that spring is here, we should take a walk

‘Cause this place reminds me of the town where I was born
And you remind me of this girl who moved away.

I ‘ve had a real good time with you and your friends
And I know I’m not the only guy you know
But I’m off the road and I’m looking for a job

‘Cause this town reminds me of the place where I was born
A bunch a skinny children playing in the yard
This town reminds me of the home that I pretend I had
And you remind me of this girl I never knew
But always wondered about.