Desert Flower Lyrics

Outside of Albuquerque, ‘'bout an hour north of there,

she's got a house full of three little Indians in the middle of nowhere.

You wonder where her man went , you wonder if she minds.

They've got smiles and healthy tummies, so you guess they're doing fine.

She sells jewelry by the roadside, silver beads and things.

She can weave a spell upon you with any song she sings.



She's a desert flower, growing free and wild.

Her beauty seems so fragile, fragile as a child.

And you want to take her with you, but you know she must remain

so you leave her wishing you could turn yourself into the rain.



Turn yourself into the rain, turn yourself into the rain.

You leave her wishing you could turn yourself into the rain.



Her kids were playing leap frog, jumping in the sand.

I pulled my car off the road and parked beside her stand.

She asked where I was going so fast and far alone.

I told her how love was something I wasn't sure I'd ever known.

She said, "Maybe you never heard the desert sing her song at night.

Maybe you just been trying much too hard to get it right."



She's a desert flower, growing free and wild.

Her beauty seem so fragile, fragile as a child.

And you want to take her with you, but you know she must remain

so you leave her wishing you could turn yourself into the rain.



Turn yourself into the rain, turn youreslf into the rain.

You leave her wishing you could turn yourself into the rain.



I’m wavin’ in my rear-view mirror.

Then the next thing that I know

are the broken lines on a black highway,

off to another show.



Oh, she's a desert flower, growing free and wild.

Her beauty seem so fragile, fragile as a child.

And you want to take her with you, but you know she must remain,

so you leave her wishing you could turn yourself into the rain.



Turn yourself into the rain, turn yourself into the rain.

You leave her wishing you could turn yourself into the rain.