Lletres: Jesus Jones. London. Half up The Hill.

Half up the hill, as near to you now as I ever will be

All mixed up, nowhere to go
All these remotes but I'm not in control
Out of sight still in reach
Early morning germans on the beach
I should have said something
What was it stopped me?
So still I know nothing
I'm only...
Half up the hill, as near to you now as I ever will be

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Place false hope here
Remain out of the clear
Stuck in the riddle of you
Emotional / personal superglue
I should have said something

What was it stopped me?
So still I know nothing
I'm only...
Half up the hill, as near to you now as I ever will be

Half up the hill, as near to you now as I ever will be

Half
Half
Half

I should have said something
What was it stopped me?
So still I know nothing
I'm only...
Half up the hill, as near to you now as I ever will be