Texty: Edwyn Collins. Losing Sleep. Over The Hill.

Looking back where I used to be
Reckless youth, that's the truth
At twenty one I had a grand conceit
Clarity, simplicity

In my world of darkness
Nothing's changed
In all my confusion
It's still the same

Some day out there
When I'm older
When I'm wiser
When I'm over the hill

Looking forward to a better day
There's a choice, a clearer voice
In my mind the sky is turning blue
In the haze, brighter days

In my world of darkness
Nothing's changed
In all my confusion
It's still the same

Some day out there
When I'm older
When I'm wiser
When I'm over the hill

Some day out there
When I'm older
When I'm wiser
When I'm over the hill

Over the hill, over the hill
Over the hill, over the hill
Over the hill, over the hill, over the hill