But when it's dark in the desert you cannot count your gold.
You're wanted dead in every town and you've got no one to call your own.
You never knew you had a reckless heart.

And drink to wash it all away until your very soul is gone.
At night you wish you could have gone another road.
And wonder how you constantly forget tonight at tomorrow's show.

It's time to leave it all behind.
And ride through the desert with your only friend; don't care if you live or if you die.