I didn't know if we were over
Or just on the rocks
Was me thinkin' I can save us
Just a mirage I
Was burnin' up the highway
that kept gettin' longer
With every turn of these tires
She just kept gettin' goner
And the sky was showin'
no signs of rain
There ain't nothin' delayin'
that plane
I'm racin' through the desert
Thinkin' I could catch her
But losin' ground in
this Chevrolet
And that 747 somewhere
between here and heaven
And heaven knows I let her
slip away
I showed up and she's gone
Guess I got to Tucson too late
I wonder if she sat there stirrin'
vodka with a straw
Was she countin' down
the seconds
Or maybe havin'
second thoughts
And was movin' on made up
in her mind
Would she have changed it
if she knew that I
Was racin' through the desert
Thinkin' I can catch her
But losin' ground in
this Chevrolet
And that 747 somewhere
between here and heaven
And heaven knows I let her
slip away
I showed up and she's gone
Guess I got to Tucson too late
Oo oo oo oo
Now she's on some
silver wings flyin'
And me I'm on the bad
side of good timing yeah yeah
I'm racin' through the desert
Thinkin' I can catch her
But losin' ground in
this Chevrolet
That 747 somewhere
between here and heaven
And heaven knows I let her
slip away
I showed up and she's gone
Guess I waited too long
Like a sad country song
And I got to Tucson too late
Too late
Oh I got to Tucson too late