Besedila: Eric Johnson. Other. Forty Mile Town.

I got a way I can find you,
Down on melody ranch,
I know you're there most everyday,
That's where you like to spend some time alone

I need to talk to you,
Tell you what I feel, like
Warm "hellos" in the morning mist,
You're the magic that turns my heart around

Seems to me we're really living way too fast,
Oh when we should let the story of love last.
Sometimes I just want to go and drift away....
Move on to some forty mile town.

I got a way I can see you,
Close my eyes and start to watch the ancient water flow,
Like a crystal dance that paupers know so well.
That's the way kings keep dreamin',
Hold their head up high and live below forty mile skies,
The way that it can be in ocean towns.

Things of this world, guess we never really own;
Oh that mountain falls, and then we're going home,
We should try and make the best and get away....
And work on towards a forty mile town

Seems to me we really need to feel love more,
Oh, an ordinary smile opens the door.
Sometimes all I want to do is dream away....
And wake up in some forty mile town