Greg Harper

Lyrics

You’ve got a perfect spot here, that much is true
Perched high on a hillside, it’s a beautiful view
The sound of a stream, burbling in the valley below
As buttercups all dance, a fine summer show

I remember you saying, the city was not for you
You wanted to be somewhere with a personable view
Where ancient hedgerows still dissect the land
And friendships, and loves, can be nurtured by hand

Yes, life and death, it’s a never ending game
Where everything is different
But still the same

Together on this hillside we lie
Watching clouds form above, in an Etch A Sketch® sky
With memories playing out, of your love
As red kites, like angels, soar above

Yes, life and death, it’s a never ending game
Where everything is different
But still the same

But farewell for now, till I stop by again
Maybe in the autumn, maybe next spring
For you there’s no appointments, nowhere to be
Since time, since time set you free
Since time, since time