High on a Mountain

High on the mountain oh wind a blowing free thinking about the days that used to be.
High on the mountain standing all alone wondering where the years of my life have flown.

As I look at the valleys down below they were as green just as far as I could see.
As my memory turned oh how my heart did yearn for you and the days that used to be.

High on the mountain oh wind a blowing free thinking about the days that used to be.
High on the mountain standing all alone wondering where the years of my life have flown.

Oh, I wonder if you ever think of me or if time has blotted out your memory.
As I listen to that breeze whisper gently through the trees I'll always cherish what you meant to me.

High on the mountain oh wind a blowing free thinking about the days that used to be.
High on the mountain standing all alone wondering where the years of my life have flown.