Letras:
Denver John The Essential John Denver

: All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go. I'm standing here outside your door I hate to wake you up to say Goodbye But the dawn is breaking it's early

: So you speak to me in sadness and the coming of the winter, fear that is within' you know that seems to never end, and the dreams that have escaped

: Almost heaven West Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains Shenandoah River. Life is old there Older than the trees Younger than the mountains Growin'

: It's five o-clock this morning and the sun is on the rise There's frosting on the windows pane, and sorrow in your eyes The stars are fading quietly

: There's a storm across the valley clouds are rollin' in the afternoon is heavy on your shoulders. There's a truck out on the four lane a mile or

: You fill up my senses Like a night in the forest Like the mountains in springtime Like a walk in the rain Like a storm in the desert Like a sleepy

: I had an uncle, name of Matthew, he was his father's only boy. Born just south of Colby, Kansas, he was his mother's pride and joy. Yes, and joy was

: Its cold here in the city It always seems that way And Ive been thinking about you almost everyday Thinking about the good times Thinking about the

: On the road of experience I'm trying to find my own way. Sometimes I wish that I could fly away When I think that I'm moving suddently things stand