I Could
I could tell you of valleys, of mountains and streams
I could paint you a picture of waterfalls too.
I could say how it feels to walk above clouds,
But come with me sweetheart, let me show them to you.
Come with me now, to the sweet mountain air
Come we will walk, we will find the sublime
Let us wander amongst wonders, without a care
High in the mountains, with your hand in mine.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2017
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