Wildberry Pie Lyrics - David Wilcox

When you pick a sprig of balsam pine 

On your hike along the mountain view 

You can wrap the scent in corduroy 

And bring the mountain home with you 

And when you sit beside the ocean's edge 

And dream of what might come to be 

Your fingers keep the taste of salt 

From the castles made beside the sea 

I'm lonely at work now 

My hand holds my chin 

And my mischievous fingers 

Remind me and cover my grin 

The scent takes me dreaming 

To wild berry pie 

And the wind hits my sails 

With the sound of your trembling sigh 

When we work to make a berry pie 

Lips can tell where we have been 

Out picking huckleberries wild 

To bring the harvest home again 

And on the way we sang a tune 

What I said is what I meant 

Our love is like a red, red rose 

It leaves a certain subtle scent 

I'm lonely at work now 

My hand holds my chin 

And my mischievous fingers 

Remind me and cover my grin 

The scent takes me dreaming 

Of wild berry pie 

And the wind hits my sails 

With the sound of your trembling sigh 

And the wind hits my sails 

With the sound of your trembling sigh