Lletres: Boys Of Summer (The). Other. Indiana.

One, two, three, four...
I wish I could take this heart in me,
and show you all my sides
From the inside out, the hope I felt,
and why I write these lines
I wish I could take my mind away,
from nights I lay alone
Eventually it's you and me,
together on our own

You take me on but you make it
so hard to breathe
And it's not like we thought
that this was something easy
But don't expect to much from me
'til it rains in Indiana, rains in Indiana
And a better daughter to Michelle,
and your best friend too
I can hold my damn breath 'til my face turns blue
But don't expect too much from me
'til it rains in Indiana, rains in Indiana

And all you want to do is have me home,
and keep me by your side
But on the phone all night long,
until you close your eyes
And I can't wait to have you here,
our hopes and dreams are unaware
That we're so close to everything,
we're so close to everything