Quaking Aspen

Let me tell you about a time when I was much younger
I moved to the town of Dennison in the hills of Colorado
Fallen on hard times, had no job, feeling earthbound and heavy
Until I found what I came here for, I fell in love with the mountains

Wide blue skies so clean and clear
Against the green and the golden hills
Leaves are falling to the ground
They toss the sunlight up around you

So I grew up on windy days when the hillsides were a-blazing
I'd walk out to the aspen grove where everything is golden
The grove's a world unto itself when the golden leaves are talking
Gray skies cannot dim the glow, their own light sets them dancing
Gilded leaves beneath your feet, shimmer of gold above you
Smooth white bark and olive green, groves of quaking aspen

Wide blue skies so clean and clear
Against the green and the golden hills
Radiant with a dying fire
Yellow leaves rain down around you

So even now on weary days when my heart is trembling
I go back to the aspen grove where everything is golden
Oh, even now on weary days when my heart is trembling
I go back to the aspen grove where everything is golden