Spokane

Even when it's raining in Washington,
The sun occasionally breaks through,
To flaunt the Cascade mountains view.

Baby you shake my soul,
You know just what to say,
Just like autumn stirs the leaves,
On this September day.

We have a whole lot of something,
The clock is stuck in Spokane
happiness falls onto me like,
Memories of warm August rain.

With You at my side, you feed my heart
Now it's full of life, Baby for the most part,
We have reached a summit of highlife.

A Washington color portrait,
Now Turns into black and white.
As the cool pacific ocean
swallows the warm eastern sun.

Baby raging wild like the columbia river,
Tonight a Yukon love rush, to discover.