I'm walking out easy I'm walking out slow
I'm taking this old road to a place that I know
And I don't feel the wind and I don't see the snow
Over my mountain
And it's cold, getting colder, but I'm feeling so warm
I'm flying so high I just can't see the storm
It's a long time ago I was here on my own
Over my mountain
And isn't it strange how things happen to be
So many years on and he's no stranger to me
And all the old stories are easy to see
When I'm out over my mountain
So in sad isolation I'm feeling so good
I've drifted too far but I knew that I would
And it seems that I'm laughing and I knew that I could
Over my mountain
So I'm walking out easy Im walking out slow
I'm taking this old road to a place that I know
And I don't feel the wind and I don't see the snow
Over my mountain
