[JCF]

Day after day, alone on a hill,
the man with a foolish grin is standing perfectly still.
But nobody wants to know him,they can see that he's just a fool and he never gives an answer
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head see the world spinning round.

Well on the way, head in a cloud, the man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him or the sound he appears to make
and he never seems to notice
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head see the world spinning round