Desert Soil Serenade

(hm mmm) Red clay drying under the noon heat

Nothing but brush beneath my worn feet

Desert wind sweeping across the mesa

Looking for a trace of her,

a way to chase her

There's only dirt

in New Mexico

Nowhere else

for a broken heart to go

Dry earth

clinging to my hands

Lost in the middle

of these barren lands (yeah) Dust on the windshield,

rust on the gate

Trying to outrun a hard-headed fate

The mountains look blue in the fading light

Prettiest view

before the cold, black night

There's only dirt

in New Mexico

Nowhere else

for a broken heart to go

Dry earth

clinging to my hands

Lost in the middle

of these barren lands

Just dirt... In New Mexico...