Hear the trucks on the highwayAnd the tickin of the clocks
There s a ghost of a moon in the afternoonBullet holes in the mailbox
Bullet holes in the mailboxKeyholes in my mind
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I ve fallin behind

She said won t you come see meWhen the sun goes down
It ll be just like the old daysWhen I used to let you hang around
Well I don t knowI might not speak the language any more
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I ve closed some doors

People in the villageWatch the children play
At the sight of a strangerThey call the kids away
Just leave that man aloneI hear the mothers say
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
What s made him that way

I hadn t intendedTo bend the rules
Whiskey don t make liarsIt just makes fools
So I didn t mean to say itBut I meant what I said
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
Must have gone to my head

Jet trails in the sunseta long way away
cuttin cross the horizonAt the edge of the day
And it calls out to meCome fly awayI ve been
Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I believe I ll have to stay

Too long in the wasteland
Too long in the wasteland
I ll have to stay

There s a ghost of a moon in the afternoon
Bullet holes in the mailbox
Bullet holes in the mailbox

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