Sonora - High Places

Now the rain stops falling

… the sun appears

Makes me stop the flooding

… step back to tears

Now I see the desert in you

Skies form the ceiling, the floor

I could stay a moment with you

We could find our … with the view

Across the moments… by the view

Oh I can disappear

I can make the life here with you

Only these dusty roads,

Not a trace of shade

Never ends, never slows, every day the same

Only these dusty roads,

Not a trace of shade

Never ends, never slows, every day the same

Now I see the desert in you

Skies form the ceiling, of blue

I could stay a moment with you

We could find our … with the view

Across the moments… by the view

Oh I can disappear.