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