In the desert, where
the cities are made of gold,
there's a girl
playing hopscotch
with pink ribbon pigtails.

And her mom calls out
from an apartment balcony,
 [bad word] on, baby!
your bath is ready!
it's almost time for sleep!"

And i wonder, who's the father...
and i wonder what they call her:
"Sierra!"

Does her mother smoke 
or does she jog every morning?
Does she drink
when she thinks about me
or doesn't she need to drink?

Does she have a man
who works a 9 to 5?
Does [bad word] home
to kiss our young Sierra,
tuck her in and say goodnight?

And an extra kiss for mama...
I want that kiss, that kid, that apartment.

I'm ready to settle down now
So get that man out of my bed.
I want my daughter back now.
I want to kiss her, tuck her in, and say: "goodnight, my baby girl".
Sierra!

Sierra!
Sierra!
Sierra!
Sierra!
I'll never know!
Know who you are!
And i don't deserve to!..

Sierra!
Sierra!
Sierra!
Sierra!
My little girl,
we would have been so...
oh, nevermind!

But i'm ready to settle down now!
Yeah i'm ready to leave that wrecking ball behind.
And I could be your carpenter,
and you could be my twinkling north star o'er the desert sky...