Castle Hill
Here´s my hiding place
A little yellow light calms my blue inner waves
Just before were so strong
My only place to hide, but my only peace of mine
Like a girl living upo n Castle Hill in fog
You will never come to me...
Long hair flower children in a circle, go around!
By night a moth is flying under the lump, go around!
She´s getting older on the bed, go around!
What a weight of spinning world round the sun,
Go around!
Likee a girl living upo n Castle Hill in fog
You will nnever come to me...
