You said that you'd be waiting for me here in Santa Fe

With hotel rooms and TV's booming loud every night and day

And all I have to do is just be careful what I say

And do and what I put us through



Colorado, lines were down, Des Moine's an underwater town

Don't know what it is, I thought I'd find out here

It's moving forward as it must, 95 and blowing dust

Sitting here and missing us, it couldn't be more clear



You said that you'd be waiting for me here in Santa Fe

With dreams and postponements along the way

Conditioned by the outstretched miles and high desert air

Thinking I might find you there



Holding you in my dreams

Ricocheting back and forth between my two extremes

Of light and dark and all the in betweens

All of us know too well exactly what that means



Will you still be here waiting for me here in Santa Fe?

With arms and obligations and tears along the way

And all I have to do is revel in here everyday

Then do it again tomorrow, do it again tomorrow

Do it again tomorrow in some other place