(Drew Womack)

Colorado s just to cold
You see I m a gulf coast boy by heart
It s in my blood
Where I left my soul
The pain all started way back when
I lost faith in us again
Pulled up my roots
And replanted them in paradise
Where my life has gone to hell

Life was fineback homeback then
And I could blame it on the state I m in
Colorado s just to perfect
To be this hell I ve run to
To get away from you

These white-capped mountains and deep blue skies
I can t admire through these shallow brown eyes
It can t be done
Without you life ain t no fun
Precious gifts I take for granted
I started with you now this place I m planted is bringing me down
GirlI m all peaked out in paradise
Where my life has gone to hell

Life was fineback homeback then
So I blame it on the state I m in
Colorado s just too perfect
To be this hell I ve run to
To get away from you

Life was fineback homeback then
And I could blame it on the state I m in
Colorado s just to perfect
To be this hell I ve run to
To get away from you

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