Getting to You

Listen, baby, ain't no mountain high, ain't no valley low, ain't no river wide enough, baby.

When I want you, I'll find you, no matter where you are, no matter how far. Don't run away. I'll be there in a hurry. You don't have to worry, because, baby, there ain't no mountain high enough, ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough to keep me from getting to you, babe.

Remember, the day I set you free I told you you could always count on me, darling. From that day on I made a vow: I'll be there right behind you some way, somehow, because, baby, there ain't no mountain high enough, ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough to keep me from getting to you, babe.

No wind, no rain or winter's cold can stop me baby, 'cause you are my goal. You're in big trouble. I'll be there on the double. Don't run from me. Don't run from me, baby.

My hate is alive deep down in my heart, although we are miles apart. I'm getting into my van. I'll be there on the double, just as fast as I can. Don't you know that there ain't no mountain high enough, ain't no valley low enough, ain't no river wide enough to keep me from getting to you babe.


Based on "Ain't No Mountain High Enough" by Nickolas Ashford and Valerie Simpson

The End

I loved a girl, a lass so fair
I married her, my kids to bear.
To my dear love was I ever true
And till the end, I never knew.
I was seduced by life, fell for its charms, but
In the end, you die in your own arms.

Though I followed the scriptures to the word
And gave my God and king my sword
No hope, no heav'n, no God to save.
All awaits me's a gaping grave.
I sought heaven's light so bright and warm, but
In the end, you die in your own arms.

I toiled long in hot, harsh sun.
I shod the good horse, shot the lame one.
I laid up riches, bought up land.
I died a rich and bitter man.
I built on earth a home, a farm, but
In the end, you die in your own arms.

I held you, safe, with these two arms, but
In the end who remembers or mourns?
In the end you die in your own arms.
This the fate for which you're borne.