| High on a mountain, high on a hill. |
| High on a mountain, way up on a hill
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| Well I want to walk, out in the sunshine. |
| And watch it play, through the trees
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| And I’ll look back on all the good times, that we once shared together
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| Remember me, I remember you. |
| I’m really so blue, baby
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| High above the avenue, missin' you
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| I don’t understand it. |
| Why you be that way? |
| I don’t understand. |
| Why you be that
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| way?
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| We had everything we ever wanted. |
| I can’t stand to see it slip away
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| And so I’m here, I guess I’m really waitin' for the wind to bring you back to me
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| Back to me, back to me. |
| I’m really so blue, baby
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| High above the avenue, missin' you
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| Deep in the evenin', late in the night. |
| Deep in the evenin', late in the night
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| We used to stand out in the South porch, and watch the flickering of the city
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| lights
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| Now way out there, somewhere in the darkness, I keep expecting to hear your
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| voice
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| Calling me, I’m calling you. |
| I’m really so blue, baby
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| High above the avenue, missin' you |