I Climb the Hills

I moved west to the very edge

The ocean pulled me with the tide

And I feel at home and sheltered here

With the mountains rising on one side

Yet there is still a space within

As wide as that flat prairie

So I go back from time to time

But not from fall to February

When I miss the snow, I climb the hills

Past the treeline to the sky

And as I’m sliding down again

I feel like I could fly

I once thought everyone felt the same

That they envied me for moving here

You disabused my misconceptions

The things I love, you don’t hold dear

You left , believing I would follow

I just laughed and shook my head

Still, I wished and dreamed
That you'd stayed here with me instead

When I miss you, I climb the hills

Past the treeline to the sky

And as I’m sliding down again

No one can see me if I cry

Like everyone out there

I miss what I have loved and lost

But I’ve learned not to dwell

On my grief, my pain, my loss

Instead I count my blessings

Abundant as the autumn leaves

Though I don’t go to church on Sunday

That message is still what I believe

When I want to pray, I climb the hills

Past the treeline to the sky

And as I’m sliding down again

I feel like I could fly