Just a melancholy echo ling'ring when the day is through, It's the call of the canyon, once again i'm dreaming of you. Every night i search the moonlight up and down the river shore, It's the call of the canyon, maybe i will find you once more. Standing there alone by the ashes of the fire we said would never die, Will i ever find an ember burning from the days gone by. Then i hear a lonely whisper as a little spark i see, It's the call of the canyon, bringing back your answer to me.