Starwood in Aspen

This song has been floating in and out of my consciousness for the past few days now. I'm not exactly sure why, maybe because the holidays make me feel nostalgic, maybe because I'm grateful to have my most cherished loved ones with me for Christmas this year, and maybe because I'm keenly aware that one of my most cherished loved ones is wishing our home was Starwood in Aspen rather than Madison, Wis.:

It's a long way from LA to Denver

It's a long time to hang in the sky

It's a long way home to Starwood in Aspen

A sweet Rocky Mountain paradise

Oh, my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise

Springtime is rollin' 'round slowly

Grey skies are bringin' me down

I can't remember when I've ever been so lonely

I forgot what it's like to be home

Can't remember what it's like to be home

But I think on my lady's sweet memories

I think on my children's sweet smiles

I think on my home in Starwood in Aspen

All my friends and the snow covered hills

Oh, my friends are the snow covered hills

And I tell you I'm happy to be here

To share and consider this time

For I see here the shadows of changes

And a feeling of new friends to find

And I see here some new friends to find

But it's a long way from this place to Denver

It's a long time to hang in the sky

It's a long way home to Starwood in Aspen

A sweet Rocky Mountain paradise

Oh, my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise

Luckily, one of the things under the tree for him this year is a trip to that sweet Rocky Mountain paradise...