I don't want to hear a love song 
I got on this airplane just to fly 
And I know there's life below 
But all that it can show me 
Is the prairie and the sky 

And I don't want to hear a sad story 
Full of heartbreak and desire 
The last time I felt like this 
It 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 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 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.