I lost my heart a long time ago, such a long time ago.
all that's left is a wanderin' soul, i'm just a wanderin' soul.
i've seen rain like tears from the sky, just like tears from the sky.
it's a beautiful thing to see the earth cry, such a beautiful thing.
my spirit is born by the wind and blown like snow through the air.
i've passed this way time and time again.
i know soon, i know soon, soon i will be there.
i'm on my way to santa fe, on the santa fe trail.
a medicine man has shown me the way,
i know that my feet will not fail.
if you hear the moon call at night and smell the sage in the air.
if you feel a breeze at your side, you'll know that i am there.
i'll saddle and ride on steeds that never touch the ground.
over the deserts and canyons we'll glide till we see the lights of town.
i'm a living ghost of the sangre' de cristos
as real and as cold as the rock.
like the red man who's lived here for a thousand years,
he knows i, he knows i, he knows i can't stop.
i'm on my way to santa fe, on the santa fe trail.
my body shall rise from the cold red clay, i'll spread my winds and sail.