Ian Tyson Rockies Turn Rose
Wide awake in a west-side Fort Worth motel
Interstate 30 poundin' in my head
Thinking of a quiet place where nights were soft and full of grace
Sleep would come so easy in her bed
And I would wait to find that Calgary girl watchin' the morning star
She'd say "I can almost touch it, babe, it doesn't look that far."
And love was wrapped around us as we put on our winter clothes
Walk into the Calgary morning, as the Rockies turn rose
And I have watched that morning star a thousand times since then
And hoped that it would lead me back to that Calgary girl again
But time is dawn, and it slipped away, every highway I chose
Took me further from the sunrise where the Rockies turned rose
But someday I'll find that Calgary girl where the Rockies turn rose