Santa Fe - The Waterboys

She said she’d meet me down in Santa Fe

So we could do the Farolita Walk

She’d hire a car and we would drive all day

To Albuquerque or to Window Rock

Then watch the bonfires burn on Canyon Lane

As dusk descended and the daylight fade

But she was held up in the winter rain

And I was unavoidably delayed

She said she’d tie her waist-length hair in braids

And wear the sweater that I bought her once

And we’d make love for three or four decades

Then break to have a shower and lunch

And she’d have me cut her bangs and come

Down with her to the Indian trading post

But she heard a different drum

When I was spirited away by ghosts

I know she loved me

And I loved her too

But love will make a puppet

Out of you

She said she didn’t want my money, no

Despite her personal circumstance, and mine

And I respected that and spoke as though

All things were well, but listener I was blind

I walked right into such a tangled knot

While she foresaw the trap ahead

And shared some blessed second thoughts

And left me gazing at an empty bed

She said she’d meet me down in Santa Fe

She said she’d meet me down in Santa Fe