The Hill

by Rafael Navarro   Mar 26, 2005


It always comes back to the hill
The beginning , the end
It always comes back to the hill
For hours there I shall spend
It always comes back to the hill
Staring out in the starry night
It always comes back to the hill
When ever we would fight
It always comes back to the hill
When ever I was happy or sad
It always comes back to the hill
Even when I was mad
It always comes back to the hill
What is so special about this place that I cannot escape
Is there a way for me to leave this place
That we both share
The one place we showed each other we care
Can we sever the bond
No we cant
Because it always comes back to the hill

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