High up on a wooden mountain Blurred sight of a sea of trees I feel The warmth in my veins I feel The cold on my face (I'm) living A moment of peace, of grace And I know it scares you but: How I love to share this with you You're moving closer, looking for warmth I see deeper in your blue-grey soul And it's Securing, securing and frightening It's Proud and strong, and yet full of innocence Some snow wishing Wishing to melt away And I know it scares you yet: Oh you love to share this with me How I love to share this with you Oh you love to share this with me This precious moment with you dear...