Unpainted Arizona

One more day in the valley,

Then I'm free to roam,

One more night of insect bites,

And beating myself to a foam.

But that's the way it goes, I suppose.

Everything that you taught me,

Was all I've ever known,

We took this ride, side by side,

But guess what? I got off alone,

And that's the way it goes, I suppose,

And that's the way it goes,

But then again, who really knows?

When I walk into this room,

I turn to stone,

In this place that gave me sleep,

That once upon a time I called home,

That's the way it goes, I suppose,

That's the way it goes,

But then again, who really knows?