The Mountain
FROM THE TOP OF THIS MOUNTAIN
MY GAZE FLIES LIKE AN ANGEL AND SEES LIFE DIFFERENT FROM MINE.
PEOPLE RUN, THEY CAN?T SEE ME, OH OH OH
THEY ARE LOST IN THE CITY
I HAVE THE CITY AT MY FEET.
AND THE SKY IS MY CEILING
MY MOUNTAIN IS MY PLACE.
THE SMOKE COMING FROM THE CHIMNEYS
CAN?T REACH ME IN ANY WAY
I'M ON TOP OF THE MOUNTAIN
I'M ON TOP OF THE WORLD.
IF I COULD I WOULD SHOW EVERYONE DOWN THERE.
HOW SMALL ARE THE PROBLEMS SEEN FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD
Writer/s: Angel Ruiz, Marcio Agnelo
