I see the coast in a haze gone by.
Misty mountain blue,
burnin’ holes into his eyes.
Like tryin’ to find the words,
for a February sky.
I see the coast in a haze gone by.
I see the coast in a haze gone by.
Misty mountain blue,
burnin’ holes into his eyes.
Like tryin’ to find the words,
for a February sky.
I see the coast in a haze gone by.
