The Climb

Fingers turning red, cold freezing my breath
Never looking down only straight ahead
Winds are blowing all around
Get a grip or youâll fall down
Holding tight to the rock
And you know you cannot stop

Ghosts are dancing now, right before my eyes
Howling in the wind, messing up my mind
I see I must close my eyes
Climbing as if I was blind
Holding tight to the rock
And I know I canât... stop

Winds are blowing even stronger than before
But I donât feel Iâm endangered anymore

Bridge:
It is hard to climb but now I know
I can do it if I want

Chorus:
Will I ever see the top of the cliff ?
Now the strength is abandoning me I am alone
Cold is passing like a knife right through me
I will climb until Iâm there, I will go to the peak

Bridge
Chorus