Amidst the rolling hills of green,
The sun does cast its golden light;
Oh, how I long to see this scene,
The sun does cast its golden light.
For all my dreams are but a dream,
And none can tell me what is right;
The sun does cast its golden light,
Oh, how I long to see this scene.
Amidst the rolling hills of green,
I stand alone in my despair;
The sun does cast its golden light,
Oh, how I long to see this scene.
For all my dreams are but a dream,
And none can tell me what is right;
The sun does cast its golden light,
Amidst the rolling hills of green.
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