You were my Copper David;
You were my masterpiece.
Oh, the way you held me up,
It put me to sleep.
And darling when we'd touch,
I'd never felt that way before:
Standing on a mountain top
Looking down at the world.
Just trying to let it soak in.
Knowing we'll never come this way again.
So the next time you smile at me
I'll know that Mona Lisa smile
For what it meant to me.
Holding hands at a mountains peak
Is the best we'd ever be.