I can still see you and me settled down on a couple acres I see a foothill farm where a dog can run around In my mind I'm out there picking them tomatoes But the rest of me just keeps rambling round Weathering the storm Of a love that's off and on I love you then I'm gone again I'm stuck somewhere in the midwest Oklahoma is my best guess Somewhere between holding out And holding out my hand In no man's land In no man's land Your heart is miles and miles of placid ocean Mine is a rowboat that I drag through landlocked towns I know deep down its all constantly in motion You know deep down you can't just keep waiting around Weathering the storm Of a love that's off and on again I love you then I'm gone again and again I'm stuck somewhere in the midwest Never better than my best guess Somewhere between 'not right now' And 'if not now. when' In no man's land In no man's land If holding on only leaves us empty handed I'd rather burn it down than leave you stranded In no man's land In no man's land