

(hummmmm) Under the Othello sky,
the air was crisp and clear
Renita, with your hand in mine,
the mountains felt so near
We watched the shadow of the peaks fade in the fading light
Two souls bound together,
stepping out into the night
Oh, Renita and James,
through the wind and the cold
A bond made of iron,
a story untold
From the peaks to the valleys,
we stand side by side
With a love that can weather any turning tide
(yeah) We walked the mountain passes where the pine trees stand so
tall
Through the summer heat and when the autumn leaves would fall
They said the heights would shake us,
that the cold would make us bend
But every rugged trail just brought us closer in the end
Oh, Renita and James,
through the wind and the cold
A bond made of iron,
a story untold
From the peaks to the valleys,
we stand side by side
With a love that can weather any turning tide (ooh-ooh)
No canyon is too deep,
no summit is too high
We carved our names together underneath that mountain sky (hand in hand)
Still we stand, Renita and James
Where the mountains whisper our names (hummmmm)