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 mindtoo long in the wasteland
too long in the wasteland
I've fallen behindshe 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 anymoretoo long in the wasteland
too long in the wasteland
will close some doorsthe 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 sayhe's been
too long in the wasteland
too long in the wasteland
's what made him that waywell, 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 saidtoo long in the wasteland
too long in the wasteland
must've gone to my headjet trail in the sunset
a long way away
cutting 'cross the horizon
at the edge of the day
and it calls Jimmy
come fly awaybut I've been
too long in the wasteland
too long in the wasteland
I believe I'll have to stayyeah, I've been
too long in the wasteland
too long in the wasteland
I believe I'll have to stay