Lyrics

It’s snowing hard in Montana
But Route 93 is clear
I knew I’d see some, when I flew in from Seattle
But the snow, it followed me here

There’s still 50 up on Logan.
Across the Continental Divide
It won’t be melting til mid summer
Sometime in sweet July

And here we are on Glacier
We’re going to, we’re Going To The Sun
Just a couple miles in,
On Raven’s wings
And the light from the peaks and the peace the Montana Sky brings

They say that spring brings wild flowers
That bloom beneath the melting snow
The lilies fill the field on Mt. Helen
They don’t mind the avalanche below

And here we are on Glacier
We’re going to, we’re Going To The Sun
Just a couple miles in,
On Raven’s wings
And the light from the peaks and the peace the Montana sky brings

Easter came a little early this year
There’s a cowboy church down the road
Think I’ll follow it to the Canada side
And leave my heart behind
Leave my heart beneath that sweet Montana sky

And here we are in Glacier
We’re going to, we’re Going To The Sun
Just a couple miles in,
On Raven’s wings
And the light from the peaks and the peace the Montana sky brings