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You said that you'd be waiting for me here in Santa FeWith hotel rooms and TV's booming loud every night and dayAnd all I have to do is just be careful what I sayAnd do and what I put us throughColorado, lines were down; Des Moine's an underwater townDon't know what it is; I thought I'd find out hereIt's moving forward as it must, ninety-five and blowing dustSitting here and missing us; it couldn't be more clearYou said that you'd be waiting for me here in Santa FeWith dreams and postponements along the wayConditioned by the outstretched miles and high desert hairThinking I might find you thereHolding you in my dreamsRicocheting back and forth between my two extremesOf light and dark and all the in-betweensAll of us know too well exactly what that meansWill you still be here waiting for me here in Santa Fe?With arms and obligations and tears along the wayAnd all I have to do is revel in here everydayThen do it again tomorrow, do it again tomorrowDo it again tomorrow in some other place From Letras Mania