out of Denver comes moving
silently finding a pathway that runs
through my
mind
and it fills all the cracks of my being
and covers my thoughts
wordlessly
telling of places
I've yet to find...
(CHORUS:)
Maybe
it's back to the mountains
Back to my place in the hills
Hoping that maybe
she'll tell me
Denver rain never will
Leaving her world for a shelter
of dreams, I elude her
Looking through barriers of man-made
tint, I still see
All
but needless to say she still finds me
and calls to the child
I thought
forgotten
Touching my face with a kiss
meant for no one but me...
