| I want the view from the top of the hill | |
| Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
| When I think of you | |
| And your good life | |
| And your sorrow too | |
| How much i’m missing you | |
| No matter where i go | |
| Or where I come to stay | |
| This is waking up | |
| I want this feeling | |
| Doors wide open | |
| And now i leave it all | |
| Bags of trouble | |
| And a messy mind | |
| Oh I hope I find | |
| Where your load is light | |
| Where your heart’s at ease | |
| This is waking up | |
| And feeling good, feeling good | |
| Hey, i’m making my mistakes | |
| Cause I’m no great shakes at being perfect | |
| I just take my breaks and work it | |
| Bring it to the surface | |
| Like a scuba diver | |
| Never nervous | |
| Cause now i’m older and wiser | |
| An’ I’ve a bold feelin | |
| This old skin is peeln | |
| Revealing a new layer | |
| I’m no soothsayer | |
| But I feel it’s time to leave | |
| To polish my heart with the other sleeve | |
| I want the view from the top of the hill | |
| Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
| I want the view from the top of the hill | |
| Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
| And feeling good, feeling good |
| I want the view from the top of the hill | |
| Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
| When I think of you | |
| And your good life | |
| And your sorrow too | |
| How much i' m missing you | |
| No matter where i go | |
| Or where I come to stay | |
| This is waking up | |
| I want this feeling | |
| Doors wide open | |
| And now i leave it all | |
| Bags of trouble | |
| And a messy mind | |
| Oh I hope I find | |
| Where your load is light | |
| Where your heart' s at ease | |
| This is waking up | |
| And feeling good, feeling good | |
| Hey, i' m making my mistakes | |
| Cause I' m no great shakes at being perfect | |
| I just take my breaks and work it | |
| Bring it to the surface | |
| Like a scuba diver | |
| Never nervous | |
| Cause now i' m older and wiser | |
| An' I' ve a bold feelin | |
| This old skin is peeln | |
| Revealing a new layer | |
| I' m no soothsayer | |
| But I feel it' s time to leave | |
| To polish my heart with the other sleeve | |
| I want the view from the top of the hill | |
| Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
| I want the view from the top of the hill | |
| Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
| And feeling good, feeling good |
| I want the view from the top of the hill | |
| Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
| When I think of you | |
| And your good life | |
| And your sorrow too | |
| How much i' m missing you | |
| No matter where i go | |
| Or where I come to stay | |
| This is waking up | |
| I want this feeling | |
| Doors wide open | |
| And now i leave it all | |
| Bags of trouble | |
| And a messy mind | |
| Oh I hope I find | |
| Where your load is light | |
| Where your heart' s at ease | |
| This is waking up | |
| And feeling good, feeling good | |
| Hey, i' m making my mistakes | |
| Cause I' m no great shakes at being perfect | |
| I just take my breaks and work it | |
| Bring it to the surface | |
| Like a scuba diver | |
| Never nervous | |
| Cause now i' m older and wiser | |
| An' I' ve a bold feelin | |
| This old skin is peeln | |
| Revealing a new layer | |
| I' m no soothsayer | |
| But I feel it' s time to leave | |
| To polish my heart with the other sleeve | |
| I want the view from the top of the hill | |
| Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
| I want the view from the top of the hill | |
| Give me the view from the top of the hill | |
| And feeling good, feeling good |