Steps on the trail where the dawn is alive,
The sun climbs the peaks and the shadows subside.
The rivers are singing, the pines whisper low,
Calling me forward to places unknown.
Every stone, every stream,
Carries the weight of a dream.
I breathe in the sky,
I’m learning to fly.
Over the mountains, higher we go,
Through forests of wonder, the wild winds will blow.
The road may be endless, the night may be long,
But hope is our compass, and courage our song.
The echoes of silence, the vast open skies,
A canvas of stars where tomorrow will rise.
The journey’s the treasure, the climb is the prayer,
Each heartbeat a drum in the cool mountain air.
Every path, every mile,
Makes the struggle worthwhile.
I’m chasing the flame,
Through joy and through pain.
Over the mountains, higher we go,
Through forests of wonder, the wild winds will blow.
The road may be endless, the night may be long,
But hope is our compass, and courage our song.
And when the storm is raging high,
I’ll stand with fire in my eyes.
The world is vast, the road is free,
And every step is destiny.
Over the mountains, higher we go,
Through forests of wonder, the wild winds will blow.
The summit is shining, the horizon strong,
Hope is our compass, and courage our song.