I remember drivin through New Mexico with you
Watchin the wind whip snaggles in your hair
Watchin you watch for somethin out the window
Watchin you wiggle your toes out the window
Watchin you start to question what you’re doin
Watchin you wonder if something’s wrong
Now,this was not the happiest time of your life
But it’s when you began to sing your songs

There was one about a sweatshirt, and one about your toes
A reminder that you needed me to paint ‘em
There’s one about this store you wanted to open
Sellin eggs, only eggs, just eggs
There was one, this kind of dirty one and one this really crazy one ‘bout
Monkey brains for breakfast and for lunch
Now, this was not the happiest time of your life
But it’s when you began to sing your songs

Songs with words and tunes
Take a deep breath and blow up your balloons

Tonight the air is dead and the desert
Cracks your skin like your grandfather’s boots
If you stood here long enough and stared
You’d probably have some kind of vision
I remember you standin’ in the desert
Squintin’ in the direction of the sun
Now, this was not the happiest time of your life
But it’s when you began to sing your songs

(lyrics: Dan Bern)