My World

Where the mountains meet the sea,

that's where you'll find me.

In a field not far away, where the wildflowers stand all day,

the mountains sit proud and grey,

that's where you'll find me.

On a trail winding through the snow, that's where I'll go,

when I'm sad or lonely, the mountains feel homely.

Gliding through a river where the water's so clear,

my worries sink to the bottom and disappear.

Riding through a forest of tall gum trees,

where the air smells from the eucalyptus leaves.

Hiking to the peak, where the air is fresh and clear,

where the ground is covered up with snow

and the grass has disappeared,

that's where you'll find me.