The road winds on unseen
Yet I must travel still
I've many tales, and songs to sing
Before the Mountain King
And I see the light of a million stars as they guide my way
And you're standing there; I can see the smoke from the fireplace
And the smell of fall is in the air
Oh love... Oh love, it's been far too long.
Yet I must travel still
I've many tales, and songs to sing
Before the Mountain King
And I see the light of a million stars as they guide my way
And you're standing there; I can see the smoke from the fireplace
And the smell of fall is in the air
Oh love... Oh love, it's been far too long.