Lyrics

One Desperado, so near to his End
Looks to the Sun as he tries to pretend
That he's close to Home
While he's all alone
And his eyes reflect the color of the sun
While the Days Absorb his life, before it's done

One lonely rider as one endless ride
Searching for answers the trail dust may hide
Why they took his name
And he took the blame
As his voice rings out the colors of the sun
And the echoes contradict his burning guns

Two hungry lawmen await in the night
Gunning the outlaw, who rides for life
They just had to know
And he made his show
As his heart beats out the burning of the sun
And the agony of a stranger on the run

One Desperado now past his end
And his eyes reflect the colors of the sun
While the days absorb his life which now is done