The Fool On The Hill

Day after day
Alone on a hill
The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a fool

And he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill
Sees the Sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'round
Well on the way
Head in a cloud

The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice

But the fool on the hill
Sees the Sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'round

And nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings
But the fool on the hill
Sees the Sun going down

And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'round, oh oh oh, 'round 'round 'round 'round
He never listens to them
He knows that they're the fools
They don't like him

The fool on the hill
Sees the Sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning 'round
Oh, 'round 'round 'round 'round, oh