In the desert,
Where the cities are made of gold,
There's a girl playing hopscotch with pink ribbon pigtails.
And her mom 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"
I'll never know
Know who you are
And I don't deserve to
My little girl
We would have 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.
Written by Cohn, Gretta Mindy / Kasher, Tim / Maginn, Matthew Ryan / Schnase, Clint Frederick / Stevens, Ted James
Published by Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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