Lover's Hill

I made my way up to Lover's Hill, Lover's Hill
Weighed all my raindrop blues, the way I feel, the way I feel
And I was lost before the start
Find the rust in all the scars

I searched for peace in all the winter hymns, the winter hymns
Silent songs, feasts of old, but you're not here, you're not here
I wished on these yuletide stars
That you and I were not apart

And I find this Christmas season hard
I'd give up it all, now, to be just where you are
And I find this Christmas season sad
I'd give up it all, now, to make your old heart glad, to make it glad

Prayed for my soul, be still
You'll find your sleep, you'll find your sleep
Fade, don't let go though you'll collide with grief, collide with grief
Don't get lost before the start
Wipe the rust from all your scars

And I find this Christmas season hard
I'd give up it all, now, to be just where you are
And I find this Christmas season sad
I'd give up it all, now, to make your old heart glad

And oh, this city is cold, this city is cold
But oh, it's a pity you're gone, it's a pity you're gone
And oh, this city is cold, this city is cold
But oh, it's a pity you're gone, it's a pity you're gone

I find this Christmas season hard
I'd give up it all, now, to be just where you are
Yeah, I find this Christmas season sad
I'd give up it all, now, to make your old heart glad, to make it glad