Letras
Every time I think of Southern Illinois
It brings back memories of home and joy
Every time I think of where I was born
It seems so hard to get into, like a barricade door
Because when I was 3, my family moved West
Now I am 18 and I still live West
And of course I wonder how it'd be if I stayed
Would I be who I am? Would I think this way?
One, two, three, four
And I don't know why I'm the way that I am
Is it the circumstances, shopping malls, or high school dances?
I don't know
Ever since I was little, I've always been a little different
Is this the result of my environment?
Or because of the way that I am?
Would I be the same in a different state?
Has this one constructed my mind?
Would I be the same in this state?
If placed in another time?
Well I don't know if I would be
Have I gained my knowledge from my school wisdom?
My loving two parents or my ecosystem?
I don't know
Oh I wanna go back to Southern Illinois
To see if I grow into the same baby boy
I want Illinois to come back to me
Because all I have are undeveloped memories
I wanna go back to Southern Illinois
To see if I grow into the same baby boy
I want Illinois to come back to me
Because all I have are faded memories