While I stand here in the city
With the sunset where the mountains meet the sea
I think about the miles
And the memories that lie between you and me
If I could paint you a picture
With the words at my command
If I could sing you a song
That would make you understand
If I could hold you in my arms
Or only touch your hand
I’d show you how much you mean to me
Where the redwoods grow so tall
And the cliffs like a fortress line the coast
I think about the good times
And I feel like I’ve been luckier than most
If I could capture all the beauty here
That lies before my eyes
The sailors in the harbour
Where the silver seagulls fly
The wild Canadian mountains
That reach up to the sky
I’d seal them all up in glass
To give to you
When it’s winter in the mountains
And the city streets are cold and wet from rain
And the sugar maples bow themselves
In slumber till the spring rolls ‘round again
Sometimes I wake up late at night
With tears all in my eyes
And to find that I’ve been dreaming
That you were by my side
The fires of love are burning
They’re tearing at my mind
And only you
Can set me free
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