How high high high high is the mountain when you're lonely it reaches the sky
But when you're in love it don't seem as tall
When you're happy in love there's no mountain at all
Loneliness makes quiet sound rumble and small rivers seem so wide
But love makes the sound so much sweeter
Narrows the river and calms the rushing tide
Loneliness makes quiet sound...
How high high high high is the mountain hmm