hear the trucks on the highway
and the ticking of the clock
there's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon

bullet holes in the mailbox
bullet holes in the mailbox
key holes in my mind


too long in the wasteland
too long in the wasteland

i've fallen behind

she said why don't you come see me

when the sun goes down
it'll be just like the old days
when i used to let you hang around

well i don't know
i might not speak the language anymore


too long in the wasteland
too long in the wasteland
will close some doors


the people in the village
watch their children play

at the sight of a stranger
they call the kids away
just leave that man alone

i hear the mother say

he's been

too long in the wasteland
too long in the wasteland
's what made him that way


well i hadn't intended
to bend the rules

but whiskey don't make liars
it just makes fools
so i didn't mean to say it

but i meant what i said

too long in the wasteland

too long in the wasteland
must've gone to my head


jet trail in the sunset
a long way away
cutting 'cross the horizon

at the edge of the day
and it calls jimmy
come fly away


but i've been
too long in the wasteland

too long in the wasteland
i believe i'll have to stay


yeah i've been
too long in the wasteland
too long in the wasteland

i believe i'll have to stay