From the heart of Calgary,
you were looking back at me,
it was a six tequila sandman night.
And in the mirror of your eyes,
was a distance said goodbye,
and a gentle glimpse of paradise.
You were the healer, I was the doubter,
The non -believer, what does it matter?
I have made progress, I'm not Elvis,
But I have come to be in you.
while you dreamed Ontario,
But this world keeps spinning round,
and we'll let that feeling take
The non -believer, what does it matter?
I have made progress, I'm not eldest,
But I have come to be with you.
And if the bald eagle flies
to its place in the sky as we watch
but I have come to be a man
You were the hero, I was the doubter
The non -believer, what does it matter?
I have made progress, I'm not Elvis
But I have come to be you
You were the healer, I was the doubt
The non -believer, what does it matter?
I have made progress, I'm not ill this year
I have come to be in you you