Whoo, faraway voice
We can hear you whoo voice
What's it like to be heard?
But from you, not a word
Are you over those hills?
Do you still hum the old melodies?
Do you wish people listened
Over here with me?
Whoo, faraway voice
What I would give, give to hear that voice
What's it like to breath?
My ears deceive me voice
And I will walk with you on a summers day
And I will talk to you though you're faraway
And we'll sing through the years
Are you over those hills?
Do you still hum the old melodies?
Do you wish people listened
Over here with me?
Over here with me
Over here with me, whoo