On the hills where we sat down
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You held my hand until the end,
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Clouds were running to let the sun in
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And I sang my way into your heart.
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And I embodied upon my knees,
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Let all the problems rest in peace.
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On the hills where we sat down
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You held my hand until the end.
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Clouds were running to let the sun in
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And I sang my way into your heart.
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Trembled softly on the outfit,
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And I constant grin will jump right in.
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The moon came out, round and proud
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And it’s sad alone, round and proud.
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You never said pleasant dream,
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Turning and turning like a wheel.
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On The Hills
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| Heidi Happy |
