Lyrics

Verse 1]
Little dot on maps to map
Middle of the USA
The heart of the land growing up in the spots
We used to play

[Verse 2]
Hot Wheels and Tonka trucks
Rolling in the dirt
Bike ramps and bubblegum bandages and kisses when we got hurt

[Chorus]
Little dot on the map looking like there's nothing there
Millions of memories in those places we share
We can go back with a single thought
We will always have our spot
Right there in that little map dot

[Verse 3]
Super Bowl was every week not once a year
Inner inner-city uniforms that we all bought from Sears
Pick up games where we ripped the ball
Man we touched them all

[Chorus]
Little dot on the map looking like there's nothing there
Millions of memories in those places that we share
We can go back with a single thought
We will always have our spot
Right there in that little map dot

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
We can go back with a single thought
We will always have our spot
Right there in that little map dot

[Outro]
The spot where we first held hands
The spot where we would hide
The spot where we all stood up
With some pride
That spot