| I hear your heartbeat but you’re never there
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| Like a mirage, you haunt me everywhere
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| All day long
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| I burn for you, lonely in the night
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| I tried to live alone, but I just can’t get it right
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| Ya' know that, this town’s like a Painted Desert
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| Dead heat, movin' in the city
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| I’m lost in a Painted Desert
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| In a Painted Desert without you
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| I’ve done some thinkin', now that you’re not here
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| I know your reasons, and they’re still not clear
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| All I’m sure of is what I got to lose
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| I tried to be a better loser, but it’s just no use
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| Ya' know that this town’s like a Painted Desert
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| Dead heat, movin' in the city
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| I’m lost in a Painted Desert
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| In a Painted Desert without you
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| Walkin' in the sundown, I search in vain
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| Waitin' on the wind that whispers out your name
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| Through concrete canyons echoing a world of other faces
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| No direction looks like home
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| Where is my oasis?
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| Ya' know that this town’s like a Painted Desert
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| Dead heat, movin' in the city
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| I’m lost in a Painted Desert
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| In a Painted Desert without you
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| In a Painted Desert without you
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| Where is my oasis?
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| From the album «Tropico»
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| Written by: Neil Geraldo & Myron Grombacher |