When I was a little boy
Up in Colorado
Rambling round on Cripple Creek
And standing in the shadow
Of you - Of you
Catch grasshoppers in a jar
Go fishing for some rainbows
Get inside 'ol grandpa's car
And ride into the mountains
With you
The smell of rain I can't believe
When the droplets hit the rocks
That flinty scent of mystery
Always winding back my clocks
Summertime in Colorado
Summertime spent in the shadows
Of You
Of You
Petrichor
Roaming round outside all day
Just a-playin' with the dogs
Rock collectin' in the sun
I was panning for the gold
In you
But now your house is gone away
The family's not the same
Aunts and uncles stake their claims
But I'm stuck in the flames
Without you
The smell of rain I can't believe
When the droplets hit the rocks
That flinty scent of mystery
Always winding back my clocks
Summertime in Colorado
Summertime spent in the shadows
Of You
Of You
Petrichor