I want the view from the top of the hill | |
Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
When I think of you | |
And your good life | |
And your sorrow too | |
How much i’m missing you | |
No matter where i go | |
Or where I come to stay | |
This is waking up | |
I want this feeling | |
Doors wide open | |
And now i leave it all | |
Bags of trouble | |
And a messy mind | |
Oh I hope I find | |
Where your load is light | |
Where your heart’s at ease | |
This is waking up | |
And feeling good, feeling good | |
Hey, i’m making my mistakes | |
Cause I’m no great shakes at being perfect | |
I just take my breaks and work it | |
Bring it to the surface | |
Like a scuba diver | |
Never nervous | |
Cause now i’m older and wiser | |
An’ I’ve a bold feelin | |
This old skin is peeln | |
Revealing a new layer | |
I’m no soothsayer | |
But I feel it’s time to leave | |
To polish my heart with the other sleeve | |
I want the view from the top of the hill | |
Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
I want the view from the top of the hill | |
Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
And feeling good, feeling good |
I want the view from the top of the hill | |
Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
When I think of you | |
And your good life | |
And your sorrow too | |
How much i' m missing you | |
No matter where i go | |
Or where I come to stay | |
This is waking up | |
I want this feeling | |
Doors wide open | |
And now i leave it all | |
Bags of trouble | |
And a messy mind | |
Oh I hope I find | |
Where your load is light | |
Where your heart' s at ease | |
This is waking up | |
And feeling good, feeling good | |
Hey, i' m making my mistakes | |
Cause I' m no great shakes at being perfect | |
I just take my breaks and work it | |
Bring it to the surface | |
Like a scuba diver | |
Never nervous | |
Cause now i' m older and wiser | |
An' I' ve a bold feelin | |
This old skin is peeln | |
Revealing a new layer | |
I' m no soothsayer | |
But I feel it' s time to leave | |
To polish my heart with the other sleeve | |
I want the view from the top of the hill | |
Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
I want the view from the top of the hill | |
Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
And feeling good, feeling good |
I want the view from the top of the hill | |
Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
When I think of you | |
And your good life | |
And your sorrow too | |
How much i' m missing you | |
No matter where i go | |
Or where I come to stay | |
This is waking up | |
I want this feeling | |
Doors wide open | |
And now i leave it all | |
Bags of trouble | |
And a messy mind | |
Oh I hope I find | |
Where your load is light | |
Where your heart' s at ease | |
This is waking up | |
And feeling good, feeling good | |
Hey, i' m making my mistakes | |
Cause I' m no great shakes at being perfect | |
I just take my breaks and work it | |
Bring it to the surface | |
Like a scuba diver | |
Never nervous | |
Cause now i' m older and wiser | |
An' I' ve a bold feelin | |
This old skin is peeln | |
Revealing a new layer | |
I' m no soothsayer | |
But I feel it' s time to leave | |
To polish my heart with the other sleeve | |
I want the view from the top of the hill | |
Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
I want the view from the top of the hill | |
Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
And feeling good, feeling good |