Текст песни Boulder to Birmingham - Barbara Dickson

CHORUS:

I would rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham
I would hold my life in his saving grace
I would walk all the way from Boulder to Birmingham
If I thought I could see, if I could see your face

I don't want to hear your love songs
I got on this airplane just to fly
And I know there's life below me
But all that you can show me
Is a prairie and the sky

And I don't want to hear a sad story
Full of heartbreak and desire
The last time I felt like this
I was in the wilderness and the canyon was on fire
And I stood on the mountain in the night and I watched it burn
I watched it burn, I watched it burn

CHORUS

Well you really got me this time
And the hardest part is knowing I'll survive
I have come to listen for the sound
Of the trucks as they roll down
That old ninety five
I pretend that it's the ocean
Coming down to wash me clean, to wash me clean
Baby, do you know what I mean?

CHORUS

I pretend that it's the ocean
Coming down to wash me clean, to wash me clean
Baby, do you know what I mean?

CHORUS

If I though I could see, if I could see your face