Her turquoise lips kiss me like a lover.
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Her silver eyes see right through my veins.
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Her Indian heart asks when I'll return to her.
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Her Spanish soul begs me to remain.
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And no one that I've ever known can move me like she does.
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No, it's not a woman that I love.
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Santa Fe Santa Fe.
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I have been here in your arms and now I want to stay.
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Santa Fe Santa Fe.
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I won't sleep 'till I'm back in Santa Fe.
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Her sunrise could bring light into a blind man.
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Her sunset could put tears there in his eyes.
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Her colors are laying there in brush strokes.
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Underneath those peote skies.
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The lay of the land stirs all of my emotions.
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She heals me with a laid back energy.
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She holds onto my broken lifeless spirit.
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And molds me just like pottery.
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And nowhere that I've ever been can make me feel this way.
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That's why I'm going there to stay.
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Santa Fe Santa Fe
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I have been there in your arms, now I want to stay.
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Santa Fe Santa Fe
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I won't sleep 'till I'm back Santa Fe.
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Santa Fe
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No, I won't sleep 'till I'm back in Santa Fe.
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Santa Fe
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| The Bellamy Brothers |
