Day after day alone on a hill
The man with the foolish grin is keeping 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 in a cloud
The man of 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

And nobody seems to like him,
They can tell what he wants to do
And never shows his feelings.
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head see the world spinning 'round

He never listens to them, he knows that they're the fool.
They don't like him.
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head see the world spinning 'round