Tucson Too Late

I didn't know if we were over or just on the rocks

Was me thinking I can save us just a mirage?

I was burning up a highway, it kept getting longer

With every turn of these tires, she just kept getting goner

And the sky was showing no signs of rain

Ain't nothing delaying that plane

I'm racing through the desert

Thinking I can catch her

But losing ground in this Chevrolet

And that 747 somewhere between here and Heaven

And Heaven knows I let her slip away

I showed up and she's gone

Guess I got to Tucson too late

I wonder if she sat there stirring vodka with a straw

Was she counting down the seconds or maybe having second thoughts?

And was moving on made up in her mind?

Would she have changed it if she knew that I

Was racing through the desert

Thinking I can catch her

But losing ground in this Chevrolet?

And that 747 somewhere between here and Heaven

And Heaven knows I let her slip away

I showed up and she's gone

Guess I got to Tucson too late

Now she's on some silver wings flying

And me, I'm on the bad side of good timing, yeah

I'm racing through the desert

Thinking I can catch her

But losing ground in this Chevrolet

That 747 somewhere between here and Heaven

And Heaven knows I let her slip away

I showed up and she's gone

Guess I waited too long

Like a sad country song

Damn, I got to Tucson too late

(Tucson too late) Too late

Oh, I got to Tucson too late