THE MOUNTAIN

Jim Savarino © 1991


There's a mountain in northern West Virginia	
All my friends are waiting there			
We run through the hills with shouts and laughter		
Live our lives without a care				

If we hold to our dreams, wherever they may lead us	
Hold tight, never let them go					
We'll keep our youth, just like we found the fountain	
Gain the wisdom that we need to grow			

Many miles, many years between us		
I can't forget, I'm just that way
It's often said "Home is where your heart is."
If that's so, I'm home to stay				

If we hold to the truth, so the world can believe us	
Hold tight never let it go	
We'll keep our youth, just like we found the fountain	
Gain the wisdom that we need to grow

No one likes to think about their ending	
We hope somehow we'll stay the same				
Then age piles its' weight upon our shoulders
We don't know just who to blame

If we hold to our light, so all our friends may see us
Hold tight never let it go		
We'll keep our youth, just like we found the fountain	
Gain the wisdom that we need to grow						
If we hold to our dreams, wherever they may lead us	
Hold tight, never let them go					
We'll keep our youth, just like we found the fountain	
Gain the wisdom that we need to grow

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