Sierra

In the desert, where the cities are made of gold,

there's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails.

And hermom calls out from an apartment balcony,

"Come on, baby! Your bath is ready! It's almost time for sleep!"

And I wonder who's the father...

And I wonder what they call her - Sierra.



Does her mother smoke, or does she jog every morning?

Does she drink when she thinks about me?

Or doesn't she need to drink... does she have a man who works a nine to five?

Does he come home to kiss our young Sierra, tuck her in and say goodnight?

(And an extra kiss for mama...)

I want that kiss, that kid, that apartment.



I'm ready to settle down now, so get that man out of my bed.

I want my daughter back now, I want to kiss her,

tuck her in and say, "goodnight, my baby girl, Sierra."



Sierra, Sierra, Sierra, Sierra,



I'll never know who you are, and I don't deserve to.

My little girl, we would've been so... oh, nevermind.

But I'm ready to settle down now - yeah, I'm ready to leave that wrecking ball behind.

I could be your carpenter, and you could be my twinkling north star o'er the desert sky.


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