Ooh, faraway voice,
We can hear you voice,
What's it like to be heard?
But from you not a word,

Are you over those hills?
Do you still hum old melodies?
Do you wish people listened?
Over here with me,

Ooh, faraway voice,
What I would give
To hear that voice,
What's it like to breathe?
My ears decieve me, voice.

And I will walk with you
On a summers day,
And I will talk to you,
Though you're far away,
And we'll sing through the years.

Are you over those hills?
Do you still hum old melodies?
Do you wish people listened?
Over here with me,
Over here with me
Over here with me