I'm climbing a mountain
I reach out to touch the blue sky,
This feeling of freedom
Will live with me until I die.

I'm climbing a mountain
I feel the cool breeze on my face,
And the sun's beating down
I'm forever at home in this place.

I'm climbing a mountain
I stop just to gaze at the view,
So clear the horizon
Like my every dream has come true.

I'm climbing a mountain
I feel like a bird in the air,
I'm gliding and soaring
And feel like I haven't a care.

I'm climbing a mountain
The blue sky is turning to gold,
The sunset so peaceful
Such beauty is there to behold.

ANDREW BLAKEMORE

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