Colline Hill wish you were here

Daylights
From the corner of my eye
Take the shape
Of a thousand songs unsung
Graceful deers gambol in the lakeside
Loneliness highlights the rare sight
Vultures
They'll be flying over you
Slow your breath down
Lie low ‘til the morning dawn
Save your hide while there is still time
Keep away from bewitching cries
If the way does not fit
You should wake up to things to do
Create your own shelter in your heart
Get your hard days out of the storm
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
How the story goes
How the story goes
How the story goes
If the way does not fit
You should wake up to things to do
Create your own shelter in your heart
Get your hard days out of the storm
Wish you were here
Wish you were here