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...