(Liz Anderson)

They had meant for me one last time to see my hometown again
Once again go there and see the places where as a child I've been
As I journeyed now it was so far out it was almost in
In the middle, in the middle of nowhere.

Sadness talked with me as I walked the streets of my memory
Streets that seemed somehow so much smaller now than they used to be
Talked of other days when this tiny place had been home to me
In the middle, in the middle of nowhere.

People stared at me in silence as I walked around
Time had passed till I was just a stranger there
Folks had changed so much that no one even knew me now
In the middle, in the middle of nowhere.

I went once again to the schoolyard where I used to play
Passed the church of mom and daddy where they used to pray
Down the dusty road to the churchyard where they both now lay
In the middle, in the middle of nowhere.

As I placed my blue forgetmenots there on the ground
One last time I knelt by mom and dad in prayer
Then I said goodbye forever to that little town
In the middle, in the middle of nowhere...