Hilltop Songtext
von Andrew Morris

My dearest Judy, how are you doing?
It certainly has been a while
Well the clock on the wall says it′s quarter to four
I won't be here for your reply

You′ll find me waiting on a hilltop
You'll find me waiting on a hilltop

First came a Sunday, then came a Monday
I've been watching the days slide by
In a house with no windows, hearing the wind blow
The clouds scattered over the sky

You′ll find me waiting on a hilltop
You′ll find me waiting on a hilltop


The time has come for me to pass
The good Lord rest my soul
And take me far away from this place
Into the great unknown

Well I've lived through the wars and I′m covered in sores
My bones creaking under the floor
And my mind keeps forgetting, never relenting
The memories vivid and raw

You'll find me waiting on a hilltop
You′ll find me waiting on a hilltop

The time has come for me to pass
The good Lord rest my soul
And take me far away

You'll find me waiting on a hilltop
You′ll find me waiting on a hilltop
You'll find me waiting on a hilltop
You'll find me waiting on a hilltop