I don't wanna hear a love song

I got on this airplane just to fly

I know there's life below me

But all that you can show me 

Is the prarie and the sky



I don't wanna hear your sad story

About heartache and desire

The last time I felt like this

I was in the wilderness

And the canyon was on fire

And I stood on the mountain, in the night

And I watched it burn, I watched it burn



I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham

I would hold my life in his saving grace 

I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham 

If I thought I could see, I could see your face



Well you really got me this time 

And the hardest part is knowing I'll survive 

I have come to listen for the sound 

Of the trucks as they move down 

Out on highway ninety five 

And pretend that it's the ocean 

coming down to wash me clean, to wash me clean 

Baby do you know what I mean



I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham

I would hold my life in his saving grace 

I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham 

If I thought I could see, I could see your face