We invariably left the prairies, in my heart
Since well it never moved an inch
Does the love grow, home with the wild rose?
Now, somethings moving out here

We invariably left the prairies
And my heart, since they never moved an inch
And then you found me, alone on a Friday
Now, somethings moving out here

Swap Garneau for Dundas
My parents for your dad
The Rockies for the Great Lakes
And my heart pounds as you say

Swap Garneau for Dundas
My parents for your dad
The Rockies for the Great Lakes
And my heart pounds as you say

And all these things will pass
It's the good ones that will last
And right here what we've had
Is a good thing, and it will last

And all these things will pass
It's the good ones that will last
And right here what we've had
Is a good thing, it will last