On top of a hill is a nice place to be at,
Diggin´ the country for miles around.
Watchin´ the people like ants on a hillside,
Running around, running around.

So far below me I see the confusion,
Small-minded men with their small-minded wives.
If they could see themselves where I am standing,
They´d alter their lives, alter their lives.

And I´m so high up I touch the sky.
And I´m so high up I touch the sky.
Climb up here, jump up here,
Skip up, or run up.
Get up here somehow ´cos you´ll find your head.
Finally finding the level you´re after.
Ego is dead. Ego is dead.

And I´m so high up I touch the sky.
And I´m so high up I touch the sky.

Wish they´d start using the path of tomorrow.
There´s only way up and one way down.
Decide for yourself on the path you´ll be taking
When you look down, down and around.

And I´m so high up I touch the sky...