© Tom Shindler 1983
(Chorus) Let my song take wings across the mountains
And soar into the heart of the one I love.
Like a bridge out over the distant peaks and valleys
With the magic way that distant hearts can touch.
- The morning sun is rising over the mountains,
But it never feels as warm as your touch to me.
And the mountain wind is singing through the tree tops,
But it will never sound as sweet as your harmony. So… (chorus) - The clouds are playing graceful on the mountains.
The perfume of wild flowers fill the air.
The beauty of the mountains touch my senses,
But it would be so much more beautiful to share. So… (chorus) - I listen to the laughter of the river
And wish that we could harmonize its song.
I cannot help but slowly count the hours
Till you’re in my arms where I belong. So… (chorus)