You carry on your back beautiful mountains so high      there you are so high up in the mountains         there is no one else you belong to the summer time a friend of mine   a dieing flame you'll never ever be the same   (the story of) your home back to the fountain you've grown   I was gone for days up in the mountains learning to be strange learning to behave I belong to the summer time a friend of mine a dieing flame ill never ever be the same all i do is fallin through   all i do is fallin through all i do is fallin through all i do is fallin through   all i do is all i do is carry on