Albuquerque

Driving down this interstate Miles and miles of flat, flat plains Way in the distance, the road Seems to touch the sky Seems to touch the sky With everything we own in tow We prepare to meet our home This dusty little desert town Called Albuquerque Called Albuquerque In Albuquerque, the skies are wide The past floats away like a hot air balloon In the twilight hours of our lives We open up our arms and start anew Set your easel up outside Your pastels ease your nervous mind Adobe stones and rocky cliffs You bring to life You bring to life As for me, I'll sit for hours And write loving letters to that son of ours They've gotten longer since he's been Our only one Now he's our only one In Albuquerque, the skies are wide The past floats away like a hot air balloon In the twilight hours of our lives We open up our arms and start anew Our house is small and just for two And morning light fills every room We couldn't bring our shadows in So we left them behind We left them behind Free of all parental bounds We can be the children now This second life can be anything In Albuquerque In Albuquerque In Albuquerque, the skies are wide The past floats away like a hot air balloon In the twilight hours of our lives We open up our arms and start anew