Rosy Retrospection - Ganges

Where do you go so far from home?

Where the angels die alone.

I know that you want a better life

Driving so fast through the night.

Ain’t nobody loves you like me.

Heavy snowfall on the road.

You can’t hardly see the horizon.

You want to stroll around the world,

Feel that rosy retrospection.

The road is wide is wide.

Your soul is wild is wild.

Bleak mountains strewn with white.

So high.

Can barely reach.

So high.