There's snow on the mountain today
I just can't get high enough to feel it
'Coz there ain't no straight path up to You
So You stoop down in this valley
You swim along with the stream
I'll dip my hands in the water
And feel them come clean
I'll hold my arms wide open to the One who really lets me in
I'll hold my arms wide open to Him
You'll find me past the south fork of Indian Creek