High on a Mountain
As I look at the valley down below
It is green just as far as I can see
As my memory returns, how my heart does yearn
For you and the days that used to be
High on a mountain living free
Thinking about the days that used to be
High on a mountain standing alone
Wondering where the years of my life have gone
I wonder if you ever think of me
Or if time's blotted out your memory
As I listen to the breeze blow gently through the trees
I'll always cherish what you meant to me
High on a mountain living free
Thinking about the days that used to be
High on a mountain standing alone
Wondering where the years of my life have gone
High on a mountain living free
Thinking about the days that used to be
High on a mountain standing alone
Wondering where the years of my life have gone
Writer/s: OLA BELLE REED
