Nothing Makes You Think

And I found myself in this little run-down country town

Where the colors of the sidewalk, courthouse have all but faded now

Oh, but still though, you can dream

Just as free as the wind through a willow

It'd be easy to underestimate this rinky-dink place

But nothing sure makes me think

And I think about you all dressed like Christmastime

Like a ruby did you shine back when you were mine

When your love was true, you were never on my mind

A single thought was hard to find, I had it all, left it behind

Like this town here on the brink of destruction

Don't nothing make you think?

When our hearts were full of good times and sentimental lies

I would get lost in the thought of forever in disguise

Oh, but the truth, though, is soon you'd be gone

Oh, and I'd have nothing to show

Well, it'd be easy to underestimate this rinky-dink place

But nothing sure makes me think

And I think about you all dressed like Christmastime

Like a ruby did you shine back when you were mine

When your love was true, you were never on my mind

A single thought was hard to find, I had it all left it behind

Like this town here on the brink of destruction

But don't nothing make you think?