Ooh, faraway voice
we can hear you voice
what’s it like to be heard?
but from you not a word
Are you over those hills?
do you still hum the old melodies?
do you wish people listened?
over here with me
Ooh, faraway voice
what I would give to hear that voice
what’s it like to breathe?
my ears deceive me, voice
And I will walk with you on a summers day
and I will talk to you
though you’re far away
and we’ll sing through the years
Are you over those hills?
do you still hum the old melodies?
do you wish people listened?
Over here with me
over here with me
over here with me
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