Standing on a hill, staring at a mountain Swallows dive and turn, trying to catch what we can't see Sure ain't the first time, hope it ain't the last time When all the work is done, by the light of a setting sun We see what we've become -- two of the lucky ones.
The wind is gonna blow, trees are gonna sway in kind And babe, I know you know... that they don't have to try Sure ain't the first time, hope it ain't the last time When all the work is done, by the light of a setting sun We see what we've become -- two of the lucky ones.
For the very first time, there's no words to be found Opened up our eyes, there was love all around When all the work is done, by the light of a setting sun We see what we've become -- two of the lucky ones. Standing on a hill, staring at a mountain.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
