THE FOOL ON THE HILL
Day after day alone on the 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 his way his head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices 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
Nobody seems to like him they can 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