I don't wanna hear a love song   I got on this airplane just to fly   And I know there's a life below me   But all that you can show me   Is the Prarie and the sky      I don't wanna hear your sad stories   About heartache and desire   The last time I felt like this   I was in the wilderness   And the canyon was on fire   And I stood on the mountain, in the night   And I watched it burn   I watched it burn, I watched it burn      I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham   I would hold my life in his saving grace   I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham   If I thought I could see, I could see your face      Well you really got me this time   And the hardest part is knowing I'll survive   I have come to listen for the sound   Of the trucks as they roll down   Out on a highway ninety-five   Pretending it's the ocean   Coming down to wash me clean, to wash me clean   You know what I mean      And I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham   I would hold my life in his saving grace   I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham   If I thought I could see, I could see your face   If I thought I could see, I could see your face