From the recording Miles From Nowhere
Lyrics
In the high, dry desert, the last night of spring
The sky falls quiet to hear him sing
The air is thin; the dust is thick
His eyes hold the water that I long to drink
His song is as silver as the solstice moon
It spins me dizzy with altitude
Like snow on the mountains flows over me cool
Our love is a flower starting to bloom
He comes from the East; I come from the West
We meet in the valley of my chest
My heart softens where his head rests
As subtle as thought; as tender as breath
He sings of subways and city skylines
But tonight the only lights are the stars above Telluride
All that’s below is the stream so serpentine
Our love is the apple that I want to bite
Instrumental
The birds are stirring with wordless songs
Soon the day will have to respond
The full moon will fade, but she won’t be gone
She’ll wait undercover like a kiss on the palm
His bags are packed; they sit by the door
The weathervane is pointing North
But the fire is strong; the house is warm
And our love is shining Back in New York
The sun is rising Back in New York
Our love is our paradise Back in New York