I'm Standing on a hill and yet I'm staring up at the mountain..

The birds, they dive and turn, they're trying to catch what I can't see

It Sure ain't the first time & I hope it ain't the last time

When all of the days work is done,

I sit and think - by the light of the setting sun

Only now - Today - I see what we'd become - we became two of the lucky ones.


The wind is gonna blow, trees are gonna sway in joy

And babe, the best thing is that I know you know -

Just like you n me - they too don't have to try

It Sure ain't the first time; I hope it ain't the last time


When all of the days work is done,

I sit and think - by the light of the setting sun

Only now - Today - I see what we - now sadly were - two of the lucky

ones.

For the very first time, there's no words to be heard

No more feelings to feel,

but some of them - just some - need to be left, unfelt


I was so lonely - it felt like I was a bird with broken wings

And then I Opened up my sad eyes, and I saw - that love was all around

I Am so lonely - it feels like I'm again, a bird with broken wings,

Unuseful, unwanted, not worthy enough - I don't know what to do,

Have I the courage to be kissed on my eyes again,

I do not know.

Should I stay blinded and go back to that imagination ?

Or should I let go, hope n pray, and let fate take its toll ?

Some questions are - i guess - more difficult to understand - even if I have the answer..

All I know now is - I'm yet again at the place I was, because

I'm Standing on a hill and yet I'm staring up at a mountain...