She lives on a mountain
her house only one around
and i'd seen her once or twice
when she came into town

and it was soon that i started dreaming
how my friends would laugh at me
saying no hermit girl like she
could fall in love with me

so i looked to the river
i looked to the sea
i looked in my own mirror
but no traces i could see

so beautiful to see
before the night is through
could i fall in love with you?

and she lives on a mountain
her house only one around
she lives on a mountain
her face is all around

with storm clouds up above
still no rain from above...