Tyler Matthew
On top of a mountain
Looking down on Green Valley,
The desert sun shines,
The the prairie dogs run wild.
Its hot and its dry,
And though you left us behind,
I still feel you with me
Looking down on Green Valley.
Standing on a balcony,
Looking down on Tuscon's city lights,
The desert moon shines,
The stars glow like wild fire.
Theres a beautiful night sky,
And though you left us behind,
I still feel you with me,
Standing on that balcony.
