Pat Benatar Painted Desert
I hear your heartbeat but you're never there. Like a mirage you haunt me everywhere. All day long I burn for you lonely in the night. I tried to live alone but I just can't get it right. You know that this town's like a painted desert. Dead heat movin' in the city. I'm lost in a painted desert in a painted desert without you. I've done some thinking now that you're not here. I know your reasons and they're still not clear. All I'm sure of is what I got to lose. I tried to be a better loser but it's just no use. You know that this town's like a painted desert. . . . Walkin' the sundown I search in vain. Waitin' for the wind that whispers out your name. Through concrete canyons echoing a world of other faces. No direction looks like home where is my oasis? You know that this town's like a painted desert.
