Lyrics Rabbit Hills - Michael Chapman

Rabbit Hills

It’s a long long road from here down to the sea
But it’s the only thing that keeps your love with me
Where the water meets the trees and the long grass turns to sand
The bluebirds skip the waves, stones like jewels in your hand
Or was it my imagination again?
At the end of the road there’s a clearing in the shade
And it’s there many times my love and I have laid
The path disappears and the garden’s overgrown
But at least it was somewhere for us to call our own
Or was it my imagination again?
The water is so cold today, I sit behind the hill
And conjure up my memories like motion picture stills
Waiting for the tide to rise and wash away all trace
Of my footsteps on the beach, and etch away your face
It’s a long long road from here down to the sea
But it’s the only thing that keeps your love with me
Where the water meets the trees and the long grass turns to sand
The bluebirds skip the waves, stones like jewels in your hand
Or was it my imagination again?
Or was it my imagination again?