Desert Moon

"Is this the train to Desert Moon?" was all she saidBut I knew I'd heard that stranger's voice beforeI turned to look into her eyes, but she moved awayShe was standing in the rainTrying hard to speak my nameThey say first love never runs dry

The waiter poured our memories into tiny cupsWe stumbled over words we longed to hearWe talked about the dreams we'd lost, or given upWhen a whistle cut the nightAnd shook silence from our livesAs the last train rolled toward the dune

Those summer nights when we were youngWe bragged of things we'd never doneWe were dreamers, only dreamersAnd in our haste to grow too soonWe left our innocence on Desert MoonWe were dreamers, only dreamersOn Desert MoonOn Desert MoonOn Desert MoonDesert Moon

I still can hear the whisper of the summer nightIt echoes in the corners of my heartThe night we stood and waited for the desert trainAll the words we meant to sayAll the chances swept awayStill remain on the road to the dune

Those summer nights when we were youngWe bragged of things we'd never doneWe were dreamers, only dreamersMoments pass, and time moves onBut dreams remain for just as longAs there's dreamers, all the dreamersOn Desert MoonOn Desert MoonOn Desert MoonDesert Moon