Old New Mexico

I realize I don’t know how to be your friend It burns me to no endings When all I want is a touch from your hand I sit, on street corners all around our town Hoping I see you driving around And you’ll smile so big and stop to pick me up Still I’m lonely, although you were just sitting here Both hands on the wheel so you could steer To drop me off where I stay, to leave me and it's hard To ask for something I know she won’t give Though not long ago, she freely did She took it all away and now I’m feeling like her toy Out of Austin and into the rain Old New Mexico won’t call again The one I love don’t need me I’m searching for the lost chord that’ll tie you back to me Tie you back to me And it hurts knowing how this life can be In a teacup floating out to sea This is like a car wreck that we’re both living in So I decided to say nothing and go to bed While you swam all inside my head I wish you were here to help me tame this spin Cinders and ashes I won’t open my eyes A big old blue sky surprise While you have your tinder mended I’ll wait to phone you up Out of Austin and into the rain Old New Mexico won’t call again The one I love is far from me I’m searching for the lost chord that’ll tie you back to me Tie you back to me What’s strange, I suspect you’re lonely as well From the songs and stories that you tell Yet you push it all away and embrace your fear This is the oldest story that we’ve got going here This is the oldest story that we’ve got going here