Ed Newberg Letter from Salt Lake City lyrics

Ed Newberg
Miscellaneous
Letter from Salt Lake City
Got a letter from Salt Lake City,
From a dark haired girl so pretty.
She's been spinning through my memory for so long.
Her life seemed so uncertain,
As she wrote her heart was hurtin',
For the man she dearly loved is up and gone.

But I'm here in Minnesota,
Tryin' to make my quota.
Flyin' over sugarbeets everyday.
And with a thousand miles between us,
It dosen't take a genius,
To see that there's no time for me to get away.

Now the Rocky Mountains are calling me today.
How I wish that I could bank these wings and head that way.
If only I could hold her,
Lay her head back on my shoulder,
I could help her wipe those painful tears away.

At the airport in Wendover,
In the windy late October,
Mother nature and her mountains kept me there.
So, we had lunch and laughed a bunch,
And somewhere in the evening,
I fell for the girl with the soft dark hair.

Now the Rocky Mountains are calling me today.
How I wish that I could bank these wings and head that way.
If only I could hold her,
Lay her head back on my shoulder,
I could help her wipe those painful tears away.

Sittin' on my back porch,
Night air blowin' cool.
Feet up on a cooler,
Sippin' on a brew.
Another night like the last one

And I'm sure tomorrow,too,
Of missin' you, missin' you, missin' you.

I don't think that I can take this,
These days are draggin' on.
The nights are turning endless
And my heart just won't beat calm.
Missin' you, missin' you, missin' you.
Missin' you, missin' you, missin' you.

Sittin' on my back porch,
Tryin' to get by.
Countin' all the stars
That are lightin' up the sky.
Then another west bound jet
Repeats a mournfull cry
Of missin' you, missin' you, missin' you.

Instrumental

If she could only be here,
Sugarbeets would seem much sweeter.
And the sun would feel much warmer than today.
'Cause I'm stuck in Minnesota,
Tryin' to make my quota,
And it looks like this cold summer's
here to stay.

Now the Rocky Mountains are calling me today.
How I wish that I could bank these wings and head that way.
If only I could hold her,
Lay her head back on my shoulder,
I could help her wipe those painful tears away.

Oh, If only I could hold her,
Lay her head back on my shoulder,
I could help her wipe those painful
tears away.