Northern Cross

I've gone running from the devil
At times, I've beaten down his path
I've seen the flight of the dove
And I've stumbled my way back

Miles and miles of interstate
Nights not meant to last
I can take this road all the way to Tulsa
But I cannot stop my yearning for you

They say a simple life's the best
But you would never know
The way we complicate this world
Lions' king, the lamb lies low

All I wanted was your love
The taste of your sweet kiss
The river may flow deep and wide
But I cannot stop my longing for this

So meet me on Red Mountain
Lace of laurel, bed of moss
Where the wind's forever howling
Beneath that Northern Cross

When that final deal goes down
I'll gladly pay the cost
If my soul could be a station
High upon that Northern Cross

Then I would have a bird's eye view
I'd watch you night and day
In casting off my mortal self
Maybe all this yearning will go away

Oh, meet me on Red Mountain
Lace of laurel, bed of moss
Where the wind's forever howling
Beneath that Northern Cross

Old memories have faded
Nearly all of them are lost
Except for your face shining
Beneath that Northern Cross