Dallas Road (1998)
When Clive Gregson gave Barry and me the word “Dallas” and said write a song, I knew immediately it was about my heart-home, Victoria. Dallas Road wraps around the southern edge of the city, overlooking the Strait of Juan de Fuca, and the glorious Olympics.
Lyrics
Is it my imagination,
or do the mountains touch the sky?
If you walked along the moonbeams,
would you find yourself at last
on Dallas Road?
On the hill beneath the tea house,
standing stones rest in the grass
where they can count on nothing changing
while they watch the world go past
on Dallas Road.
Fell in love for the first time, thought I’d never leave.
Heaven must be a lot like that.
How I long to be there
but I won’t be going back to Dallas Road.
Seems like more than a picture
of somewhere I have known.
It’s more like a lifetime,
like family, like home:
Dallas Road.
Fell in love for the first time, thought I’d never leave.
Heaven must be a lot like that.
How I long to be there
but I won’t be going back to Dallas Road.
Is it my imagination of somewhere I have known?
Dallas Road.