She wakes up in her bed, it's not yet morning She thinks in another two weeks he'll be here She knows the danger is real, but can't help from going Love is doubly strong when mixed with fear He rides along an El Paso hillside His love awaits the white lake of Mexico Knowing all too well he sees another man's property But love is doubly strong when it goes to war From cities of the plain To souls of sand, angels singing You gotta help me now Without you I'm lost somehow You gotta help me now You gotta help me now French city's going south for no good reason Looking for something that has no name Something lost to them Heading down the highway to cross the border While she takes a cap to her final resting place By the time he finds her on the metal table The river's done washing all her blood away From cities of the plain You gotta help me now Without you I'm lost somehow You gotta help me now You gotta help me now French city's going south for no good reason Bad things still happen every day That old me will never stop looking For something that has no name In cities of the plain You gotta help me now