Whoa, whoa
 
 Whoa, whoa
 
  
  Come down from the mountain, you have been gone to long
 
 The spring is upon us, follow my ornate song
 
 Settle down with me by the fire of my yearning
 
 You should come back home, back on your own now
  
 
 Whoa, whoa
  
 
 The world is alive now, in and outside our home
 
 You run through the forest, settle before the Sun
 
 Darling, I can barely remember you beside me
 
 You should come back home, back on your own now
  
 
 Whoa, whoa
  
 
 You should come back home, back on your own now
  
 
 In the evening light, when the woman of the woods came by
 
 To give to you the word of the old man
 
 In the morning tide, when the sparrow and the seagull fly
 
 And Jonathan and Evelyn get tired
  
 
 Lie to me if you will
 
 At the top of Barringer Hill
 
 Tell me anything you want, any old lie will do
 
 Call me back to, back to you
  
 
 Lie to me if you will
 
 At the top Barringer Hill
 
 Tell me anything you want, any old lie will do
 
 Call me back to, back to you
 
 Back to you
 
 Back to you
 
 Back to you
 
 Back to you