High Hill

I walk the high hill tonight
That stands behind the town
It was golden in the autumn sky
As the sun was going down

I could not stay to answer
The man who rang my telephone
'Cause when I hear the high hill calling
I have to go alone

I climb, alone, the winding trail
And leave the town below
I wrap my woven blanket 'round me
Up here the wind can blow

The brighter stars come peeking through
The canopy of branches high
Out across the town lights glistening
I think I'm gonna fly

I am looking down from high hill
I am looking down
On my four walls
In my small town

I'm standing high in windy dark
Above this amber glow
A glistening sea of shining light
A half a mile below

And somewhere on that shining sea
A tiny light I call my home
I feel like I've been too long sailing
I finally made it home

I am looking down from high hill
I am looking down
My dream's been found
My old hometown

I am looking down from high hill
I am looking down from high hill
I am looking down from high...