Each and every morning When the sun is high I hunt around the Canyon Till I find a place to lie
Oh, oh, it's so beautiful to be alone Got the sun and trees and silence I'm in my Laurel Canyon home
Looking back a century I look at where I stand It must have looked the same as when Apaches roamed the land
Now the sun is sinking It's time to reminisce Here's a way of living That I will sorely missTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
