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 to hear that voice,
What's it like to breath,
My ears deceive my voice.

And I will walk with you on a summers day,
And I will talk to you,
Though you're far away,
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