Lindsay told me where the sun goes She might have been a kid but I think she knows While we were hiding, playing dress-up yard Her mom came out & told me I had to go Lindsay knows Where it goes But she would never tell you so I will hold it in my mind to make it alright Just this week I thought about her on the thruway How her daddy died on a Tuesday Her mother looked at me like she knew what I was thinking She's always told me the same thing Lindsay knows Where he goes But she would never tell me so I am asking you to tell me if you know Where it goes She would never tell me so I am asking you to tell me if you know My daddy told me how the moon glows Rises like the sun, in the night is shown And when it shines on me, he can hear what I am thinking I think I'm always thinking the same thing