Lucas Santtana, Flore Benguigui - The Fool on the Hill lyrics
[Lucas Santtana, Flore Benguigui - The Fool on the Hill lyrics]
Day after day, alone on a hill
The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a 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 around
Well on the way, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Is talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him or the
Sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around
Day after day, alone on a hill
The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still
But nobody seems to like him
They can't tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around
Well on the way, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Is talking perfectly loud
And he never listens to them
He knows that they are the fools
They don't like him
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around
The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a 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 around
Well on the way, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Is talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him or the
Sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around
Day after day, alone on a hill
The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still
But nobody seems to like him
They can't tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around
Well on the way, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Is talking perfectly loud
And he never listens to them
He knows that they are the fools
They don't like him
But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning around