Lyrics Up the Hill - French Films

Up the Hill

He’s a fine man
Salvation in his hand
Recruited by the league
Of lovers on demand
He is there for you
Lifting every proof
That you were never lost
When you followed through
And I will miss the nights
We walked the streets alive
And I had found a home
Oh I could never lie
Look up the hill and see
There is still the tree
And it will bloom again
Just like any other year
There’s so many roads
More important roads
Than the heartache
Like my friends would know
First love is only
First love they told me
And I’ll go with them now
Sink the drugs for lonely
And sometimes miss the nights
We walked the streets alive
And I had found a home
Oh I could never lie
Look up the hill and see
There is still the tree
And it will bloom again
Just like any other year
Just like any other year
Here’s a fine man
With every dream you have
These days won’t be the worst
When only graves can hold us down