Oh my heart is the shape of a mountain Frozen peak, asleep in the snow With the foothills and the valleys surrounding Far, far below My blood makes the sound of the ocean Crashing waves that weep on the shore And the tides are forever in motion With nowhere to go The rain in the desert, the frost on the vine All the seasons have their reasons And I have mine My voice fills the walls of a canyon A lonesome echo, deep and low And this song is my constant companion Wherever I go And my song is the song of the highway A siren's wail, it calls and I go Say goodbye, and I'll be on my way When the cold north wind blows Oh my heart is the shape of a mountain Frozen peak asleep in the slow With the foothills and the valleys surrounding Far, far below