The desert wind blows back my long red hair
The sun HOT!
Making my eyes squint, in Its powerful glare

A squirrel begs for food, sees I have only beer
Waddles away…discontent is he to hear

Aerosmith playing on the radio
Taking me back in time…

Back…
Back…
Back…

In time, to the days of dancing
For hours with Rock-n-Roll prancing

Music made to be heard
LOUD!

The bass beating with my heart
Lead guitar singing heavenly harp

Moving my feet
With rhythm guitar
My hips keep the beat

The music reaches deep within my soul
With the harmony sending chills
Down my spine they go

Back…
Back…
Back…

In time
Reality Check

Santana playing jazzy rock blues
The heat
The Sun
The Desert Wind

Forever Never-Never Land…