2001
Straining our eyes to see stars fall from the sky
Lauging so hard we woke up the dogs at the farm across the way
Sweet hot tea from a thermos warms the chill in our fingers
Who needs a big city when right here we've got a big sky
Oh Iowa sky
Sitting on the hood for the leftover heat of the engine
Laughing at the prints made in the dust of gravel roads gone by
Noticing the way prairie grasses ripple like wave on the ocean
Pointing out constellations with fingers that quickly get pulled back into coat sleeves
The stars are so bright here I think that I may want to cry
Oh Iowa sky
Wondering if those funny flashing lights over there could be spaceships
Forgetting for a moment there's a dinky little airport nearby
Singing bits of songs we love or things we learned earlier that evening
Happy in the simplicity and beauty of this moment together
I could stay here forever under this clear star-filled Iowan sky
Oh Iowa sky
Oh Iowa sky
