The sun ran out on a cold October Somewhere under the canyon moon Camera jammed in a slow exposure California in her rear view She couldn't handle another season Another ocean of fiction blue Said a prayer to a dashboard Jesus Death Valley and worn out shoes Then the road turned into desert everywhere The sun ran out on a cold October She disappeared, she disappeared Take all your troubles, put them to bed Burn down the mission, the maps in your head Shot like a bullet, don't know the way The ricochet, kind of got away from you The leaves are falling, the church bells ringing Marching band in a high school dream Little town and a faded beauty They still remember when she was queen Then the road turned into desert everywhere The leaves are falling, the church bells ringing She disappeared, she disappeared