I’ll climb the mountain
Through wind and rain
Through twisting paths and constant pain
And I’ll keep on, and never stop
Until I reach the very top and then
I’ll shout to God above:
I am deserving of your love!
I’m here, I stand, I climbed this high
I did not run, I cannot fly
And yet, one man, alone, just me
Reached higher than the highest tree
Taller than the tallest tower
With only human strength and power
I’ll purse my lips and blow a kiss
For those who aimed as high; but missed
And then, when I have had enough,
The air too cold, the winds too rough
I’ll jump the ledge; land on my feet
And go back to my lonely street
Take off my socks and go to bed
The wind still roaring in my head
I’ll dream a dream of higher things
Of bluer skies and freedom wings.
And though I lie here in my bed
And only dreams flit through my head
My heart is on that mountaintop
And while it’s there
It cannot stop.
