Rif 1 Rif 1: I remember the first time I drove through Indiana.... Watching fences in the distance...Fade away.... Rif 2: Once there was a girl I knew there and she was pretty. Rif 2: We kept in touch until we just went our own ways. Rif 1: I remember the first time I drove through Indiana...Rif 1 Rif 1: Waving goodbye to the towns that we drove through...Rif 1 Rif 1: Far away I know they're deep inside a city...Rif 1 Rif 1: Rushing back and forth wanting only to get home...Rif 1 Rif 2: (guitartabs.cc)