(Liz Anderson)      They had meant for me one last time to see my hometown again   Once again go there and see the places where as a child I've been   As I journeyed now it was so far out it was almost in   In the middle, in the middle of nowhere.      Sadness talked with me as I walked the streets of my memory   Streets that seemed somehow so much smaller now than they used to be   Talked of other days when this tiny place had been home to me   In the middle, in the middle of nowhere.      People stared at me in silence as I walked around   Time had passed till I was just a stranger there   Folks had changed so much that no one even knew me now   In the middle, in the middle of nowhere.      I went once again to the schoolyard where I used to play   Passed the church of mom and daddy where they used to pray   Down the dusty road to the churchyard where they both now lay   In the middle, in the middle of nowhere.      As I placed my blue forgetmenots there on the ground   One last time I knelt by mom and dad in prayer   Then I said goodbye forever to that little town   In the middle, in the middle of nowhere...