Lindsay told me where the sun goes
She might have been a kid but I think she knows
While we were hiding, playing dress-up yard
Her mom came out & told me I had to go
Lindsay knows
Where it goes
But she would never tell you so
I will hold it in my mind to make it alright
Just this week I thought about her on the thruway
How her daddy died on a Tuesday
Her mother looked at me like she knew what I was thinking
She's always told me the same thing
Lindsay knows
Where he goes
But she would never tell me so
I am asking you to tell me if you know
Where it goes
She would never tell me so
I am asking you to tell me if you know
My daddy told me how the moon glows
Rises like the sun, in the night is shown
And when it shines on me, he can hear what I am thinking
I think I'm always thinking the same thing