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

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 [bad word] to stay
This is waking up
I want this feeling
Doors wide open

No matter where i go
Or where [bad word] 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

I want the view from the top of the hill ...

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