Boulder to Birmingham

I don't want to hear a love song

I got on this airplane just to fly

And I know there's life below me

But all that it can show me is the 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

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, I could see your face

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 move down out on ninety five

And pretend that it's the ocean

Coming down to wash me clean, to wash me clean

Baby, do you know what I mean

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, I could see your face

If I thought I could see, I could see your face