作词 : Fogelberg 作曲 : Fogelberg High on this mountain the clouds down below, I am feeling so strong and alive, From this rocky perch I countinue to search for the wind and the snow and the sky. I want a lover, and I want some friends, I want to live in the sun, and I want to do all the things that I never have done.
Sunny bright mornings and pale moonlit nights keep me from feeling alone Now I am learning to climb and the freedom is like nothing I've ever known, I've seen the bottom and I've been on top, but mostly I live in between, but where do you go when you get to the end of your dream.
Off in the Netherlands I hear a sound, like the beating of heavenly wings, and deep in my brain I can hear a refrain of my soul as she rises and sings , Anthems to glory and anthems to love, and hymns filled with earthly delight, like the songs that darkness composes to worship the light.
Once in a vision I came on some woods, and stood at the fork of the road, my choices were clear yet I froze with the fear of not knowing which way to go, one road was simple acceptance of life the other offered sweet peace, when I made my decision my vision became my release.
作词 : Fogelberg 作曲 : Fogelberg High on this mountain the clouds down below, I am feeling so strong and alive, From this rocky perch I countinue to search for the wind and the snow and the sky. I want a lover, and I want some friends, I want to live in the sun, and I want to do all the things that I never have done.
Sunny bright mornings and pale moonlit nights keep me from feeling alone Now I am learning to climb and the freedom is like nothing I've ever known, I've seen the bottom and I've been on top, but mostly I live in between, but where do you go when you get to the end of your dream.
Off in the Netherlands I hear a sound, like the beating of heavenly wings, and deep in my brain I can hear a refrain of my soul as she rises and sings , Anthems to glory and anthems to love, and hymns filled with earthly delight, like the songs that darkness composes to worship the light.
Once in a vision I came on some woods, and stood at the fork of the road, my choices were clear yet I froze with the fear of not knowing which way to go, one road was simple acceptance of life the other offered sweet peace, when I made my decision my vision became my release.
