Whoo
Faraway voice,
We can hear you whoo 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?
Whoo [x2]
Faraway voice,
What I would give to hear that voice,
What's it like to breathe?
My ears deceive my voice...
And I will walk with you on a Summer's day,
And I will talk to you though you're faraway
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? [x3]
Whoo [x2]
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