High Timberline

I went out walking up high timberline Snow fell like kisses, the air sweet as wine Calling me back to the days you were mine So close to heaven, up high timberline So close to heaven up high timberline Way up on high timberline Remember my love, do this for me For I think of you all the time Whenever the wind howls lonesome and free From the peaks of the high timberline Like a vision of angels the higher I climb A mare and a stallion with traces so fine Stepping like dancers in three-quarter time The ghost of white horses of high timberline The ghost of white horses of high timberline Way up on high timberline Remember my love, do this for me For I think of you all the time Whenever the wind howls lonesome and free From the peaks of the high timberline I love you and I always will Although we for evermore part Sierra Nevada remembers us still Holds our love deep in her heart For shame that the sun showed its face on the day You and the rose on your cheeks slipped away But the promises love made between us still shine When we rode white horses up high timberline Dancing white horses up high timberline Way up on high timberline