Sunlight falls on your white house
Beautiful enough to make me blush
Rose of Sharon closing up
As the sun falls down to dusk
Sweet Indiana
Tell me what I did wrong
Alls Im trying
Is to figure out where I belong
I stare at the sun
As it descends into the tall grasses  
I long to belong
In your strong arms again
Hold me like the child I was
Life seemed much simpler then
If I could have only opened my eyes
To realize what lies ahead
I want to send a prayer to God
To ask forgiveness for all the bad I've done
But my tongue is dry
From all the whiskey
But I'm feeling brave enough to try
I ask God to send Love down to the Earth
Pure Love from the Heavens above
God answers back
"You're a little lost"  
But God,
Aren't we all?