trying to tell me something here in this place all of your demons rest in my space i dreamed last night you and i were there old and gray holding tight you were always so cold but i can t touch you where you are there you stood dressed up like nebraska plain as day it s being in the dark that makes me so paranoid it s the feeling of a sort that just won t stay inclined enough i could see your eyes tonight somehow try to set it right i could change your mind to see this but i can t touch you where you are there you stood dressed up like nebraska plain as day i can t touch you where you are there you stood dressed up like nebraska