Lyrics
I was left to
Be forgotten
Till you opened up my blinds
Something in me
Had rotten
Till your kisses
Made me ripe
Nothing would grow
In my garden
Till your touchin'
Gave it life
Now I'm sitting on a gold mine
Like an old man
In Telluride
You're my Rocky Mountain high
You're the dream I need, to get by
So shape me up darlin'
Ain't no use stallin'
The love of my life
We were taller than the alpines
We were brighter than the fresh fallen snow
Found ourselves a little slice of paradise
A place for roots to grow
An now I'm sitting on a gold mine
Like an old man
In Telluride
Cuz you're my Rocky Mountain high
You're the dream I need, to get by
So shape me darlin'
Ain't no use stallin'
The love of my life
When the seasons turn their shoulder
And we've said our last goodbyes
I'll be sitting on a gold mine
Like an old man
In Telluride
Written by: James Flannigan, Timmy Skelly