Day after day alone on a hill the
man with the fool grin is keeping perfectly still, But
nobody wants to know him, they can see that he's justa fool and
he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down and the
eyes in his head see the world spinning round
Well on the way head in a cloud, the
nobody seems to like him, they can tell what he wants to do and
he never shows his feelings