Gray skies
and Blue Ice
It's so cold
In Alaska
Mountains
and few eyes
It's so empty
In Alaska
And if you want to go
Climb Aleutian volcanoes
I wouldn't hesitate
To pack my bags and leave the state
Fly with you out somewhere new
Wake up in the morning dew
Dripping off the tent
Dripping off the tent
You are where I
Where I want to be
And your warmth is all
Is all I'd ever need
Like a flower to a bee
Or a cliche to a song
Beauty you are where
I Belong
Cacti
Flowers
So beautiful
In the desert
White sand
To walk in
So hot
In the desert
And if you wanted to sleep
'Till the sun was out to sea
I wouldn't dare to wake
You in the evening until eight
Listen somewhere new
Coyotes singin' just for you
Circling the tent
Circling the tent
Oh, I will walk all the world with you
And I will sail all the world with you
Oh I will see all the world with you
Yeah I will be all the world for you