Colorado Christmas - Steve Goodman

Looking out the window of this Hollywood hotel,

You’d never know that this was Christmas Eve.

The billboards and the neon took the place of silver bells,

And the temperature is 84 degrees.

But I remember Christmases when I was just a boy

In the morning I would run to see the tree.

And the carolers on the hillside sang their songs of Christmas joy

Well, I always thought they sang them just for me.

Now all along the Rockies you can feel it in the air

From Telluride to Boulder down below

Now the closest thing to heaven on this planet anywhere

Is a quiet Christmas morning in the Colorado snow

I can hear the traffic on the crowded strip below

As the palm trees poke their heads above the scene

But there’s not a single reindeer and it hardly ever snows,

And Santa drives a Rolls Royce limousine.

I see the sun is setting in the California sky

And I can’t find the spirit anywhere

So I think it’s time for me to tell Los Angeles goodbye

I’m going back home look for Christmas there

Cause all along the Rockies you can feel it in the air

From Telluride to Boulder down below

Now the closest thing to heaven on this planet anywhere

Is a quiet Christmas morning in the Colorado snow