| Look over the hill and far away
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| We’ll see the start of a brand new day
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| Heaven help us when it arrives
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| One more day with tears in our eyes
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| For the only one, lonely one
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| Lonely one, where can she be?
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| The figure stands at the windowpane
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| Up to the hill he looks again
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| Thinking back, he knows he was wrong
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| How could he leave his home for so long
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| And he’s back to find no change of mind
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| He was blind, where can she be?
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| Why does he stand just outside the door
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| It does no good, he’s stood there before
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| And just waved his hand, I don’t understand
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| There’s no one there, so who can explain?
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| Look over the hill and far away
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| We’ll see the start of a brand new day
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| Heaven help us when it arrives
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| One more day with tears in our eyes
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| For the only one, lonely one
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| Lonely one, where can she be? |