Timbuktu

Your boots are there by the welcome mat Your fingerprints are on a whiskey glass You're lying here with me next to you But your heart might as well be in Timbuktu There's a smile of yours in a picture frame That I wish I could bring back to your face There's not a part of me that ain't here for you While your heart might as well be in Timbuktu Timbuktu Where are you? Beyond the hurt you're going through? There's nothing I wouldn't do To keep from losing you To Timbuktu Timbuktu Your old truck that's parked outside Is where we used to dream on a Sunday drive But your winding road's left me in the rearview Cause your heart might as well be in Timbuktu Timbuktu Where are you? Beyond the hurt you're going through? There's nothing I wouldn't do To keep from losing you To Timbuktu I would reach for you, pull ya through the dark If these arms of mine could only stretch as far As Timbuktu There's nothing I wouldn't do To keep from losing you Timbuktu Where are you? Beyond the hurt you're going through? There's nothing I wouldn't do To keep from losing you To Timbuktu Timbuktu