H. Hawkline
Denver
Have you ever been to Denver

Watched a black cat shaken off a tired sea that's had enough?

As for me on my own
Still would go if I'd known

Have you ever been to Denver?

Do I do too much?
That's a-moving in me?
A hand I'll never touch
But she's moving in me

Did you tell her you're forever?

I did
She hushed me down
And in the mist she drew a crown

It took out all my light
When I watched the curtain fight

Did you tell her you're forever?

Do I do too much?
That's a-moving in me?
A hand I'll nevеr touch
But she's moving in me
A love that nеver becomes too much
When she's moving in me

I'm a good boy
I'm a good boy
Yes I know
I'm a good boy
Tell me so

That's a-moving in me
A hand I'll never touch
But she's moving in me

A love that never becomes too much
Too much

A love that never becomes too much
Too much