Hmm, Ok.

Up here on the hill

I can see everything

Woodsmoke in the air and the blackbirds are

Singing just a little too much time

Looking after someone else

Just a little too much pain from taking everything that he said

And it's hard sometimes to know

Which way and I know I have to let him know



Up here on the hill I can feel again

Just that breath of air to get my head back

Into gear and I know now that this is my

It's my lucky chance

Just to feel this energy it's rising up

And it's hard sometimes to know

Which way and I know I have to let him know



Up here on the hill

I'm just a visitor

I wish I could stay

But where all just

Visitors

And the green blade is rising up

Inside of me

And the spring flowers are here they're all on the hill beside me

And it's hard sometimes to know

Which way

And I know I have to let him go

Which way

And the green blade is rising up

Inside of me

And the spring flowers are here they're all on the hill beside me

And it's hard sometimes to know

Which way and I know I have to let him know

Which way