Daughter of the Mountains

Still a desire of mystique
That never rest or sleeps
Her soul like a valley deep
Only to hold but never to keep

Dreams she sees to fulfill
But only in it for the thrill
That heart can never be still
Seize a free bird no one ever will

Daughter of the mountains so real but yet so strange
A reckless child of an ever changing world

Daughter of the mountains so cruel and yet so fair
Those mysterious ways between freedom and solitude

Once just happy to play
But careful to cross her way
Such beautiful soul will never stay
Climbing higher and see her turn away

Daughter of the mountains so real but yet so strange
A reckless child of an ever changing world

Daughter of the mountains so cruel and yet so fair
Those mysterious ways between freedom and solitude

Daughter of the mountains so cruel and yet so fair
Wandering mysterious ways between freedom and solitude