[ Featuring the Vergils ]
Mountains in the Way
Never stopped the eagles
But when I happily think of you
It turns right into sadness, yeah
My brow is sweaty and my feet are cold
I'm just looking for a hand to hold
I'm not there to break your fall
But you don't seem to need it at all
The desert sands go on for miles and miles
And I walked for days and weeks and years
In search for a cloth to wipe my tears
The sun was hot and the sands were scorching
And I cried and cried sitting on my porch
And the cloth burned up before my eyes
That was then, and now is too
