Lover

Over the hill
Running out of time, when i needed her most
Waiting until
Even when the train passes by
I wonder where id be without my words
I never meant to be a hateful man
Lover
Lover, lover

When i was young
Round age of three
I took a stick and buried it under the ground
As six years old
In the playground
I took an owl from the tree
As all the children laughed at me
I threw it far as i could see
Lover
Lover, lover
As i wondered in the grass (lover)
While the kids would ignore me (lover)
Was the explanation (lover)
As i wondered in the grass (lover)
While the kids would point and laugh (lover)
Was the explanation