Sweet Abilena looks out at the midwestern sky

sweet seventeen with a faraway look in her eyes

She said "I feel like a bird in a cage

But come September I'm flying away"

I said "I'm gonna miss you" then i made her

promise to write



Since we were tall as the corn in the spring

We shared every secret, shared every dream

So anxious to grow in the new summer rain

And bloom like a rose on the Calico Plains



How could she hear as we laughed on that warm summer night

The tiny beart of the baby she carried inside

I stood beside her when September came

Watched her get married and caught the bouquet

And like those hand me down dresses she gave me

I made hger dreams mine



From a seat by the window on wings made of steal

I stared at the patchwork over the fields

Where young tears that once fell like warm summer rain

Were turning to snow on the Calico Plains



Sweet Abilena looks out at the midwestern sky

Closer to thirty but farther away in her eyes

She holds her babies liek she holds her dreams

Each night she kisses and rocks them to sleep while

She reads the letters she makes me promise to write



Sweet Abilene looks out at the midwestern sky