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Whoo
Faraway voice,
We can hear you whoo voice,
What's it like to be heard?
But from you not a word,
Are you over those hills?
Do you still hum the old melodies?
Do you wish people listened
Over here with me?
Whoo, whoo

Faraway voice,
What I would give, give to hear that voice,
What's it like to breath?
My ears deceive me voice

And I will walk with you on a summers day
And I will talk to you though you're faraway,
And we'll sing through the years,
Are you over those hills?
Do you still hum the old melodies?
Do you wish people listened
Over here with me?
Over here with me?
Over here with me?
Whoo, whoo