Rossland Songtext
von David Vertesi

This little town sees
An awful lot of winter
The snow′s a damned disease
It will not let me leave

She's sailing summer seas
And lord knows that I miss her
I miss her coast lines begging for a breeze
So I′ll take a holiday
Though my life is a vacation


I'm headed state-side
Hoping for some heat
The California sun is surely my salvation
And those haunted boulevards
Of Hollywood

And I will wait for you darling
And I will wait for you darling

And I will wait for you darling
And I will wait for you darling

And if I'm what you′re looking for
You were already there

And if I′m what you're looking for
You were already there

And if I′m what you're looking for
You were already there

And if I′m what you're looking for
You were already there


You were already
You were already there