Arizona

Touch down 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 has a wounded heel

Only the feeling

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 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 a certain state

Where I thought I was closer

I was only losing

My sense of touch and

We never did it sober

But time has a wounded heel

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

And I could never be

What you want from me

So we'll die

I've still got to try