Unpainted Arizona

One more day in the valley,
Then I'm free to roam,
One more night of insect bites,
And beating myself to a foam.
But that's the way it goes, I suppose.
Everything that you taught me,
Was all I've ever known,
We took this ride, side by side,
But guess what? I got off alone,
And that's the way it goes, I suppose,
And that's the way it goes,
But then again, who really knows?
When I walk into this room,
I turn to stone,
In this place that gave me sleep,
That once upon a time I called home,
That's the way it goes, I suppose,
That's the way it goes,
But then again, who really knows?