Montanha (em progresso)

Mountain top

«On top of a mountain top 
I stoop and thought one day
I could really see a lot
And if I had my way

A lazy young sod I was 
So deep in love those days
As if there was nothing was
But only love I crave 

And so I didn't know as much 
Her loving touch amazed
I was so gone with love
The alphabet was a haze 

So alone as she pulls away
The funeral truck I cried
I gazed the clouds disappear
Like a Lost Christmas that day 

And now I can't seem to cope 
But only hope - it be okay
Just to see her again
and we could be friends like way back when 

It's as if I'm already dead 
And in my grave I lay
If only her love could save me now
And if some how she'd stay»

Daniel Johnston