The tall weeds lay flat down
On the hard flat Kansas ground
And a sad song in her head,
Kept goin' round

She barely even knew his name,
But she liked the way he
Played the game
Everybody cheered,
When he scored that
Last touchdown

Indian Summer,
The wonder,
The hunger,
And the sound of distant thunder
Indian Summer

Tangled in a moment of truth
Bottle of wine in a motel room
Blue haze circled 'round
The cold gray moon

While the wind chased
The leaves outside
Passion found a place to hide
Late September heat,
Couldn't be denied

Oh Indian Summer,
The wonder,
The hunger,
And the sound of distant thunder
Indian Summer

She never even finished school
People like to talk, they
Can be so cruel
Her California was a place,
To start brand new

So she left that dust bowl town
Sometimes when the lone wind howls
I wonder where we'd be,
If I never scored that last
Touchdown

Summer
The wonder,
The hunger,
And the sound of distant thunder
Indian Summer