She might be 90 miles from Pecos, 90 years from anywhereGoodbye on her cinnamon breath, freedom in her hairShe's deep Comancheria, even in the Malibu sandAnd even when she's in your arms, she's still no man's landSo love her like a Mustang, like a wild thingBetter let her run freeIf she wants to love you, you let her love youYou give her everythingThe fire in your chest, the very last breath of the boy who's unwrappingThe man who's obsessed with the woman, the girl, the wide open world in your handsShe's no man's landShe's purple heather on the high plainsHer heart's a mysteryYou're lucky if you get a glimpse ofHer rose hips among the windsShe's a deep set on a sunsetBehind the Santa and the windsYou can hold her for foreverBut she's still no man's landI'm homeSo love her like a才 tießenLike a Mustang, like a wild thingBetter let her run freeIf she wants to love ya, you let her love yaYou give her everythingThe fire in your chest, the very last breathOf the boy who's unrouted, the man who's obsessedWith the woman, the girl, the wide open worldIn your hands, she's no man's landSo love her like a Mustang, like a wild thingBetter let her run freeIf she wants to love ya, you let her love yaYou give her everythingThe fire in your chestThe very last breathOf the boy who's unrouted, the man who's obsessedWith the woman, the girl, the wide open worldIn your hands, she's no man's landShe's no man's landShe might be ninety miles from PecosLight years from anywhereGoodbye on her cinnamon breathAnd freedom in her hair