Take me back to 1993. 
When I was so young and care-free. 
My time was spent out questing in the woods. 
Death Hill was down the street waiting for me. 
I packed a little backpack with sandwiches, binoculars, and juice. 
I headed up the dirt path. 
My body said turn back but 
I refused. 
Supposedly two kids on 
ATV's, one day, they tried riding up this hill. 
The angle of the slope was just too steep. 
They both flipped over and got killed. 
But I never believed that. 
I made it to the top without a scratch. 
The view up there was gorgeous. 
I couldn't help, but yell 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name through the clouds. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name to my house. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name through the clouds. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name to my house. 
Later on that year 
I began to dig a secret hideout underground. 
No reasoning behind it 
I'll admit. 
Maybe I was bored, no friends around. 
But whatever the reason. 
It didn't matter. 
I was having fun. 
And soon after 
I began I gave up and it never got done. 
But through all of my failures 
I think back to that time up there. 
I'd yell Over and 
Over and Over and 
Over I would echo my name through the clouds. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name to my house. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name through the clouds. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name to my house. 
Age is leaving my body behind. 
I still feel 
I've a lot of time before 
I stop building snowmen, climbing trees and jumping rope. 
I'll never abandon all my hope. 
I will never forget. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name through the clouds. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name to my house. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name through the clouds. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name to my house. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name through the clouds. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name to my house. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name through the clouds. 
Over and Over and 
Over and Over 
I would echo my name to my house.