A strong resemblance of your old ways It reminds me that I haven't changed I gave very little, but I gave what I could I remember the sound of slamming doors And the way yours was always better in the morning Your new direction is more like a different way home It's not fair to underestimate the reasons that I let go It's not right to make a tired example of how I failed If I could, then I would have Indiana by now If I could, then I would have Indiana by now