Malahide: The Warmer


When I look up to a mountain
And see the snowy slopes
I feel somekind of respect
Over it's highly stretchin' edges above my head

And when I try to climb it up
I find my hands so weak
Yeah when I try to do the wall
I can't find the trail that leads me through

Through the windin' roads and rivers swear I'll make it home to you
Within' the strenght you give me I'm gonna find my way..

When troubles force me down
You help me up again
And when evening brings the coldness
You will be the warmer of my mind