Touchdown in Arizona Red eyes like stones Bags heavy on the floor ♪ Sex on the telephone
Still searching high and low Somewhere for you in my dreams I thought I was closer But I was only losing My sense of touch and We never did it sober Time is a wounded hue Only revealing Maybe our love Maybe our love won't pass us by What you've been through What you've done too No one can deny Now I'm gonna try ♪ Here lies another number Etched in the wall of stones Field of broken hearts Power lines and creosote Caught in the certain state Where I thought I was closer I was only losing My sense of touch and We never did it sober Time is a wounded hue Only revealing Maybe our love Maybe our love won't pass us by What you've been through What you've done too No one can deny But I could never be What you want from me So we'll die But I've still got to try