• Show me how,
    through way of love,
    to get past my selfish pride.

    Over the hills I sadly ride
    to fill my gaping heart.

    Afar you are,
    my wonderful love,
    until I must arrive.

    Over the hills I sadly ride
    to fill my gaping heart.

    Rest alone
    without a love
    while I wither and die.

    Over the hills I sadly ride
    to fill my gaping heart.

    Another day,
    still no love,
    from the rose of my eye.

    Over the hills I sadly ride
    to fill my gaping heart.

    How can I live
    holding onto a love
    in which you can't confide?

    Over the hills I sadly ride
    to fill my gaping heart.