We were standing there in that desert air
Staring at the sunset, the little bit that we had left
We'd just met days before, leaving left us wanting more
Man, it felt like something, maybe it was nothing but sin of fate
Every year of September, I come back this way
Hanging on a memory that won't ever fade
It lit a fire in me, are you burning too?
All the way in Tennessee, is it calling you?
Something in the fall, we may not get it back
We'll always have sin of fate
Now I'm just wandering around
This empty turquoise town, Spanish guitar playing
Without you ain't the same out here in sin of fate
Every year of September
Every year of September, I come back this way
Hanging on a memory that won't ever fade
It lit a fire in me, are you burning too?
All the way in Tennessee, is it calling you?
Something in the fall, we may not get it back
We'll always have sin of fate
Are you burning too?
All the way in Tennessee, is it calling you?




Tennessee, is it calling you?
Something in the fall, we may not get it back.
We'll always have Santa Fe.
Santa Fe.
Santa Fe.