Sittin' on a pocket full of hard earned wages
Lookin' at the world through magazine pages
I
heard a lot about the mountains and the Colorado range
Made this stop for personal reasons
I
didn't know I'd catch the changin' of the seasons
Where winter dictates everything from frost to
naked trees
I'm about a mile high in Denver
Where the rock meets timberline
I've
walked this ground from town to town
Just to finally call it mine
Lookin' for the cloud
with a Styrofoam lining
Hopin' that the sun will keep on shining
Leading me to distant peace
that waits so patiently
Need a little love to try some givin'
Try a little love and then
start livin'
Things I feared so long ago
When everything was wrong
I'm about a mile
high in Denver
Where the rock meets timberline
I've walked this ground from town to
town
Tonight I'll call it mine
Sittin' on a pocket full of hard earned
wages
Lookin' at the world through magazine pages
I heard a lot about the mountains and the
Colorado range
Need a little time to try some livin'
Try a little love and then start
givin'
Things I feared so long ago
When everything was wrong
I'm about a mile high in
Denver
Where the rock meets timberline
Where God and trees create the breeze
Tonight
I'll call it mine
