I am from the middle of nowhere.
A map dot on a piece of paper
Where the days move fast and the people move slow
Content to be exactly where they are
As a kid, I wanted so much more
There was a big world out there and I had to see it all
I still do
But if these city lights have taught me anything
It's that sometimes life needs to slow down
I miss home
I miss the miles of cornfields and pastures
I miss the farmers who tend to them with so much care
I miss when traffic was just a tractor passing through town
I miss the cycle of farming
The sight of the newly turned dirt in the spring
The smell of fresh cut hay in the summer
The golden color of the fields as they are harvested in the fall
Even the clean, open, snowy fields in the winter
I miss the open space
I miss the stars
The city lights are pretty, but nothing compares to a clear summer night
And nothing compares to the quiet
I miss the people
I miss everyone knowing exactly who I am
Who's kid I am
Who's grandkid I am
Even if I don't have a clue who they are
Now there's only traffic to hear
And crowds to see
Nothing but concrete for miles
And not a star in the sky at night
Now no one knows who I am
Like they would even care
It means I have my work cut out for me
I must prove my worth
Show I belong
Don't get me wrong
I was right to leave
But sometimes, I yearn for my childhood
All those years spent oblivious to the rest of the world
I'm on my own
In a city almost too big for this small town girl
But I'm excited
I have the world at my fingertips
And the memories of home in my heart
