Over the Hill you see
the middle of your day
and the sun says, "its time,
for you to go your way,"
go and tell your mama,
that you now know what to do,
her love will come in handy,
she's always seen you through,
but there's no one here to guide you,
you got to do it by yourself,
minutes fail you day by day,
and there's really nothing else,
where were you all morning?
dodging life inside your heart
never daring face to danger
then attack right from the start
go and tell your daddy
he was right in what he said
'cause the laws of independence
don't apply until you're dead
and though you'd like him here to push you
'cause you feel a need for help
minutes fail you day by day
and there's really nothing else
how long must we live inside?
change that ?
how long must we just sit by?
when there's really nothing here
its the middle of your day
wake up to the middle
why don't you welcome?
the middle of your day