Touch the Sky

When cold winds are calling
And the sky is clear and bright
Misty mountains sing and beckon
Lead me out in the light
I will ride, I will fly, chase the wind
And touch the sky
I will fly, chase the wind
And touch the sky

(La-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la)

Where dark woods hide secrets
And mountains are fierce and bold
Deep waters hold reflections
Of times lost long ago
I will hear every story
Take hold of my own dream
Be as strong as the seas are stormy
And proud as an eagle's keen
I will ride, I will fly, chase the wind
And touch the sky
I will fly, chase the wind
And touch the sky

(La-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la)
And touch the sky

(La-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la)
Chase the wind, chase the wind

Touch the sky
(La-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la, la-la-la)