Angel of Wilderness Video (MV)

She walks through the wilderness, she sings to the trees,
She can't find no bitterness, when her song is so free,
But the city just took her captive, and she's wonderin' how can she be,
When this work-a-day world, is no place for a girl,
Of a wilderness no one can see

When silver white birches, reflect on the stream,
Her harmony merges, to complete every dream,
But she chooses to sing in the city,
Where serenity's so hard to find
And her great sacrifices out balance the crises,
When her song soothes the unhappy mind,

Angel of the wilderness,
Sing me your song,
Turn these highways to rivers and byways,
And please won't you take me along,
'Cause I've got my very own song...

Ontario's far away, as the future she sees
But she's giving here today, her magical deeds,
But the planted trees on the sidewalk,
Remind her where she ought to be,
And the manikin faces, they sometimes erase,
All the lovin' that she's hoped to see

Angel of the wilderness,
Sing me your song,
Turn these highways to rivers and byways,
And please won't you take me along,
'Cause I've got my very own song...