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Vian Izak

Lover's Hill

 

Lover's Hill


I made my way up to Lovers Hill, Lovers Hill
Weighed all my raindrop blues, the way I feel, the way I feel
I was lost before the start
Find the rust in all the scars

I searched for peace in all the winter hymns, the winter hymns
Silent songs, feasts of old, but you're not here, you're not here
I wished on these yuletide stars
That you and I were not apart

I find this Christmas season hard
I'd give up it all now to be just where you are
I find this Christmas season sad
I'd give up it all now to make your old heart glad

Prayed for my soul "Be still' you'll
Find your sleep, you'll find your sleep
Fade, don't let go though you'll collide with grief collide with grief
Don't get lost before the start
Wipe the rust from all these scars

I find this Christmas season hard
I'd give up it all now to be just where you are
I find this Christmas season sad
I'd give up it all now to make your old heart glad

Oh this city is cold this city is cold
Oh, it's a pity you're gone it's a pity you're gone

I find this Christmas season hard
I'd give up it all now to be just where you are
I find this Christmas season sad
I'd give up it all now to make your old heart glad

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