High Country Snows – Dan Fogelberg – letras

There’s a place in the RockiesA place that I knowWhere the world cannot find meAnd the time goes so slow.In the piney wood forestThere’s a flower that growsThrough the long months of winterAnd the high country snows.To a house by a meadow’Neath the towering peaksIs a place where my heart goesWhen it’s love that it seeks.There a woman lies waitingLike the wild growing roseThrough the long months of winterAnd the high country snows.In the space of a lifetimeA man misses muchTill he finds him a womanAnd treasures her touch.When the lakes all are frozenAnd the wild wind blowsI’ll return to my darlin’And the high country snows.I’ll return to my darlin’