Touch the Sky (Julie Fowlis cover)

When cold winds are calling, And the sky is clear and bright, Misty mountains sing and beckon, Lead me out into the light. I will ride, I will fly, Chase the wind and touch the sky, I will fly, Chase the wind and touch the sky. Where dark woods hide secrets, And mountains are fierce and bold, Deep waters hold reflections, Of times lost long ago. I will hear their every story, Take hold of my own dream, Be as strong as the seas are stormy, And proud as an eagle's scream. I will ride, I will fly, Chase the wind and touch the sky, I will fly, Chase the wind and touch the sky. And touch the sky. Chase the wind, chase the wind. Touch the sky.