- cifra
When you can't find the hours
Days keep on slipping thru
Avenues under construction
Blocking out your sky blues
Burried beneath the letters
Bills and the junk in the mail
Finding the strain to your heart
From the troubles down the trail
No sign of your old haunts here
Gone with the copper crews
Veins mined in vein remind you
Choices we choose to lose
New cities keep on sprawling
Old towns falling too
Raining a river of color
And it's flowing bisbee blue
Straight to you bisbee blue
Some say this way's the only one that's true
Bring me back bisbee blue
Bring me back
Oh these days, seem dark
Darkest I've seen
Darling you send me thru the hours
Days keep on sifting thru
Chipping away to remember
Days with you bisbee blue
Shining like bisbee blue
