Takin' a break from the real life And hangin' around somewhere upon the hills out of town A pretty girl and my guitar Spending all day with her, enjoying the liberator sound She came dressed in white With flowers in her hair, saying "we're home now" Friends, music and a good wine The montains were such a lively place to escape from the world around I got up with the sunlight When I realized that it was all a dream, that hedonism I'll never live Where are those old good vibes? I was born at the wrong place, at the wrong time