Hey man upon the hill, up here…

I used to write you

You loved the way I watch the sun

Through my, finger

We spent sometimes to the day we met.

Can I fall into your constellation...

ah... ah... ah... aa... eye

We drove in the wind...

Opened the window

Waved to nothing...

Just to keep us awake

We drove under the heavy rain

Soaking wet yes

We laughed at it yet

And tell me more of your

constellation arm...

And we danced in the room

Grew our heart a bloom

I stopped right there

You've found a new home

And I should be happy…

Ayayaya...

Uhhh...

I should be happy.