Lyrics

Couple weeks ago I took a trip to the little town where I was raised
The corn was high as the miles slipped by on a clear September day
When I got in, the sun was low, the stores all closed downtown
I looked for someone I might know, but no one was around.

Drove that truck til I ended up on the street where our family lived
The house looked almost miniature but the trees had got so big
I was watching some kids and the game they were playing as I sat while the engine ran
I was just about to pull away when I heard a screen door slam

And I thought I saw me, running thru the yard
Trying to catch up with friends for one last at bat
Before coming in from the dark
I never can explain it right
Just something in the air that night
But there out in the fading light
I thought I saw me.

Now my memories have a hold on me and I guess they always will
There's a picture so real, sometimes it feels like the past might be happening still
Like if I walked outside and climbed on up into that rusty old truck of mine
And drove just right in the Midwest night, I could almost drive back into time.

I thought I saw me, running thru the yard
Trying to catch up with friends for one last at bat
Before coming in from the dark
I never can explain it right
Just something in the air that night
But there out in the fading light

I thought I saw me, running thru the yard
Trying to catch up with friends for one last at bat
Before coming in from the dark
I never can explain it right
Just something in the air that night
But there out in the fading light
I thought I saw me.