This Is What I Write

I know, I know you ought to go But now it feels like it was before Yeah it sounds to me like a silver breeze, on a highway, we're the tall tall trees What's over the hill? What's over the hill? This is what I write This is what I write Seven times you tried, to keep them all alive But no matter what, it's still you you've got Yeah it sounds to me like a silver breeze, on a highway, We're the tall tall trees What's over the hill? What's over the hill? This is what I write This is what I write