And I would follow her
As she walked in the hills
Drinking the silence there
Until she had her fill
I wanted to take her
But I guess I never will

Rosarita your journey is my own
They say that your lover is not made of blood and bone
The dust from the El Camino upan your face
Your mother's in the mansion
And your father's in disgrace

One evening I followed her down to the sea
Blue eyes and brown body dancing gracefully
Voice. in the shadows I was ready for a fight
She said remember what you learn tonight
And in the moonlight I could see her smile
She said you can take me
But only for a little while
You see my lover has gone so many more miles

Somebody said they saw her running in the wind
With tearful eyes never to return again
I never was her lover
And I never was her friend