Don't look around 'Cause I'm never coming back It's high time You saw the last of me Had to change my mind You're going to change my mind You thought I was a whiner I'd forgotten where to go

Don't stop at the top (Don't stop at the top) Touch the sky before you drop (Touch the sky) Not a mountain that's too high To the best time of your life. You never take the easy way The wind is blowing straight into your face You never close your eyes

Across the highest mountains and through the endless seas We stand before the dawn of a new world We can go on forever with the darkness so far away And the warriors who live forever fight on to the end Our journey ever onwards fight until we all be free

From desert plains I bring you love Full moon is rising The sky is black I need your call I'm coming back The road is straight cast Wind's in my eyes The engine roars between my thighs Wild mountain thunder Echoes my quest

Moonlight in Vermont Pennies in a stream Falling leaves a sycamore Gentle finger waves Ski trails down a mountain side Snowlight in Vermont Telegraph cables, how they sing down the highway As they travel each bend in the road And when people meet, in

I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of

Nobody gets too much heaven no more It's much harder to come by I'm waiting in line Nobody gets too much love anymore And harder to climb It's as high as a mountain Everything we are will never die Loving's such a beautiful thing Are you just a dream to

I've grown tired of traveling alone Tired of traveling alone Won't you ride with me? Won't you ride? And I've grown tired of traveling alone Mountains rough this time of year Close the highway down They don't warn the town And I've been fighting second

To fight on the blood-red mountainside To vanquish the rapacious beast North of the yew grove Home of the prosperous High Princess of Noreia To end the age of distress To fulfill the prophecy enthean

Rocky Mountain way Is better than the way we had And I don't need the ladies cryin' 'Cause the story's sad, yeah yeah Better than the way we had Spent the last year, Rocky Mountain way I couldn't get much higher Out to pasture, I think it's safe to say