Alpine

Whoah
Whoah

Mother, look at the cracks upon her face
She's my lover, I lie here frozen in her cold embrace
Hard and cold, beauty and bold
Her light illuminates my soul
Mother

Oh your beauty
Fills me with the grace of God
Oh your beauty
Fills me with the grace of God

Soaring in the heights
Her beauty lights the morning sky
Her Alpine breath so sweet
In her I found my love divine

Whoah, whoah
Whoah, whoah

Mother, eternal life in her I see
There's no other

Oh your beauty
Fills me with the grace of God
Oh your beauty
Fills me with the grace of God

Blinding light so high
Rising up to touch the sky
Her Alpine ice I breathe
Her love divine, I'll never leave

Mother
I marvel at her beauty, I marvel at her grace, mother
My broken fingers reach out, to ancient lines I trace

Whoah, mother, she's my lover
Whoah

Soaring in the heights
Her beauty lights the morning sky
Her Alpine breath so sweet
In her I found my love divine

Oh your beauty
Fills me with the grace of God
Oh your beauty
Fills me with the grace of God

Whoah
Whoah



Credits
Writer(s): Amer Iqbal, Clinton Spence
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