She lived up in the mountains He lived down by the sea She skied the slopes from dawn to dusk The glassy waves surfed he And though the miles between the two Were many, long and cold In spite of distance, in spite of time The memories grew not old O would some day a bright sun stay To melt the mountains snow To break the ice and pay the price To make small eddies flow To build the currents so until A rushing river's born To bring the mountain's beauty down Unto the sea forlorn
