Miles of Corn Fields

the words i write for you
always seem to be my worst
but that's not the way i want it
you know you had me at the first
night of dancin'
all night drinkin'
naked swimming in that pool
all that kept it from being perfect
was his hand around your waist

in that iowa night sky
the stars were dancin'
in your eyes
a fevered dream
for all to see
and their jealous cries
of "make believe!"

now a thousand miles apart
but even closer than that night
i don't know when it'll happen
but you know we've gotta try
to get together
to see each other
makin' music all night long
and you know it will be perfect
with my hands around your waist

in that iowa night sky
the stars were dancin'
in your eyes
a fevered dream
for all to see
and their jealous cries
of "make believe!"

in that iowa night sky
the stars were dancin'
in your eyes
a fevered dream
for all to see
and their jealous cries
of "make believe!"