These Hills


Far away I've traveled,
To stand once more alone
And hear my memories echo,
Through these hills that I call home

As a child I roamed this valley
I watched the seasons come and go
I spent many hours dreaming,
On these hills that I call home

The wind is rushing through the valley,
And I don't feel so all alone,
When I see the dandelions blowing,
Across the hills that I call home

Instrumental Break

Like the flowers I am fading,
Into my setting sun
Brother and sister passed before me:
Mama and Daddy, they've long since gone

The wind is rushing through the valley,
And I don't feel so all alone,
When I see the dandelions blowing,
Across the hills that I call home

These are the hills that I call home







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