On a dark desert highway.
Away
Cool winding my hair
Warm smell of rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy
And my side grew dim
I had to stop the night
That she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell and i
Was thinking to myself
This could be heaven or this
Could be hell." Then she lit up a candle
Away
Cool winding my hair
Warm smell of rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy
And my side grew dim
I had to stop the night
That she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell and i
Was thinking to myself
This could be heaven or this
Could be hell." Then she lit up a candle