Teksty: Agnes Obel. Over The Hill.

Over the hill
I will be waiting for you
I won't pretend
that you don't mean nothing to me

oh, Come now, oh, come now,
come back now, come back now

The doubt will creep
and crawl in on you
The dark can leap
and fall upon you

Come back now, come back now
Let it be, let it go,
let it fall, let it blow
Let it come, let it go,
let it fall, we will know