High upon a mountainside is she, elegant,

Far below, Mr. Hopeful strains to see,

Then he climbs up higher and higher,

His prize to win,

Ev’ry footstep could be his last step,

Boy, love’s the peril you’re in.

Innocent eyes, you must realize her Siren Song,

Prettily singing while you choke on love.

High upon the mountainside is he, ignorant,

So naïve, this kitten has climbed his tree,

She’s no angel, don’t let her change you,

I’ve seen her do it before,

Narcissistic, but climbing solo’s no picnic,

You see love, but I see war,

Innocent eyes, you must realize her Siren Song,

Prettily singing while you choke on love.