Recollection, Phoenix It's funny how the miles get into me though And it's funny how the earth moves And I wonder what my baby thinks of me, oh Recollection, L.A. Wondering who it is I'm supposed to be, oh Anxious by the roadside I own souvenirs and cappuccino And now I think I get it I think I understand It's all about hope Where you go when you get it And I think I get it I think my head's on straight And I think she knows Hell, there goes my secret Recollection, Phoenix I wonder when the hell did I get older My mind's still on my woman I wonder what she thinks of when I hold her Judging by the silence You might think the road has made her colder But I can't live without her I can't remember if I ever told her But now I think I get it I think I understand It's all about hope Where you go when you get it And I think I get it I think my head's on straight And I think she knows Hell, there goes my secret guitar solo Recollection, Vegas Colder than it was that time in Reno Listen to the night moon Go out to the girls in the casino But now I think I get it I think I understand It's all about hope Where you go when you get it And I think I get it I think my head's on straight And I think she knows Hell, there goes my secret guitar solo *