I was at Coachella Leaning on your shoulder, Watching your husband swing in time, I guess I was in it 'Cause baby, for a minute, It was Woodstock in my mind, In the next morning, They put out the warning, Tensions were rising over country lines, I turned off the music, Tried to sit and use it, All of the love that I saw that night 'Cause what about all these children, And what about all their parents, And what about about all their crowns they wear, In hair so long like mine, And what about all their wishes, Wrapped up like garland roses, Round their little heads, I said a prayer for a third time I'd trade it all for a stairway to heaven a stairway, stairway, I'd take my time for the climb up to the top of it stairway, I'd trade the fame and the fortune and the legend stairway, I'd give it all away if you give me just one day to ask him one question, I'd give it all away if you give me just one day to ask him one question I was at Coachella...