From window set in beam and plaster

I glass the spot where she sat last year

Lost atop the rocks with shivering mouth

Now I cut the wood I fill the stove

I eat my soup I write my notes

Recalling the last problem of the alps

Recalling our last problem of the alps

We grew up in the Alpen woods

And from day one we understood

We'd always be each others come what may

Now I cut more wood I do my chores

I'll wait for you for evermore

Recalling the last problem of the alps

Recalling our last problem of the alps

Forever our last problem of the alps

Forever our last problem

Forever Forever Forever

Forever Forever

Lost atop the rocks

Lost atop the rocks

Lost atop the rocks

Lost atop the rocks