Arizona

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