Gleneida Avenue Lyrics

Taking me home

Is this road with a lake of its own

Gleneida Avenue

The prettiest view

On the eastern end of 52

In the spring

When we live for the life that it brings

And I have never known

An earlier home

And in this soil I was grown

From a seed

Like the hills of broccoli trees

That roll all around

This reservoir town

That my great grandfather found

And it bustles by

And the clouds shuffle under a sky

Of sapphire blue while I'm driving through

Past the plaza where me and you

Met among

This place when our bodies were young

And all my memories

Of Carmel can be

Like their the eyes I've used to see

How it's changed

When the new construction is strange

Shrinking the woods

Where nature once stood

To grow another neighborhood

Taking you home

You and me in my car all alone

And when I look at you

It's the prettiest view

On Gleneida Avenue