I’ll be climbing up the trail
Hiking through Kananaskis country
I might meet you where the river bends
In the meadow where the heart mends

All the fresh air makes my head clear
And what is beautiful is real
I might meet you where the river bends
In the meadow where the heart mends
I might meet you on the trail

Devils paintbrush is a flower not a game
And there’s a peace that makes me feel the same
Nature is the truth, there’s no pretending here
The path can be hard to walk, but the way is pure

All the fresh air makes my head clear
And what is     beautiful is real
I might meet you where the river bends
In the meadow where the heart mends
I might meet you on the trail

Forces lurk at every turn
And there’s a reverence and respect that I’ve learned
Untamed eyes of unseen, watch
But the wilds of city living are far more treacherous

CHORUS

We can run barefoot in the morning dew
Escape in the splendor of a mountain afternoon
Let the great outdoors soothe our city woes
And the campfires cure our battered souls

All the fresh air makes my head clear
And what is beautiful is real
I might meet you where the river bends
In the meadow where the heart mends
I might meet you on the trail