I was up on the high divide
A thousand miles away from here
I could see all the way to Texas
‘cause your sky was just that clear.

When I was young, just a child
And you held me in your arms
And you said you would never leave me
And you killed me with your charms.

Now I’m waiting for your whisper
On a Rocky Mountain wind
Calling me home, calling me home
Calling me home, once again.

I found myself in the forest
Staring out at a Western sky
I closed my eyes, the night was falling
Swear I felt your breeze go by.

Now I’m waiting for your whisper
On a Rocky Mountain wind
Calling me home, calling me home
Calling me home, once again.

©October 2010, Base Camp Music