there´s a place in the rockies
a place that i know
where the world cannot find me
and the time goes so slow.
in the piney wood forest
there´s a flower that grows
through the long months of winter
and the high country snows.

to a house by a meadow
´neath the towering peaks
is a place where my heart goes
when it´s love that it seeks.
there a woman lies waiting
like the wild growing rose
through the long months of winter
and the high country snows.

in the space of a lifetime
a man misses much
till he finds him a woman
and treasures her touch.
when the lakes all are frozen
and the wild wind blows
i´ll return to my darlin´
and the high country snows.
i´ll return to my darlin´
and the high country snows.