Under the hill.
Under the sun.
Over the loch.
Over the lake.
A quiet moment for to take.
With brushes a memory make.
Like a dog the water he shakes.
The brushes sweep away.
Yesterday's skies of grey.
Under the hill.
Under the sun.
Over the loch.
Over the lake.
A quiet moment for to take.
With brushes a memory make.
Like a dog the water he shakes.
The brushes sweep away.
Yesterday's skies of grey.