Iowa

I only knew you from

Three months of tour, and a cellular phone

We talked of the midwest

And i learned all of that you left behind

Oh and the loss runs deep

Your father and a friend are rug-pulled from your feet

But i'll try and give you a place

To lay your tired head,

And hide your lonely face

There's a bed waiting for you,

There's a light that i left on,

There's a purpose in the distance in

The things that i've done wrong

You came to stay with us

A week in the south, you weren't missing much

The day that you left it rained

And the cold weather up north was calling your name

So i helped you pack your bags

Folding your shirts, the clothes on your back

Home never felt so far

And the morning i found sweaters you dropped in my front yard

There's a bed waiting for you,

There's a light that i left on,

There's a purpose in the distance in the things that i've done wrong

Be careful how you hold yourself, i know

You worry what might happen but i swear it wont

So i'm waiting for your voice to make a sound

But i know every word before they leave your mouth

There's a place that you live in,

A town that you call home

There's a state that you visit,

But you never stay too long