I skitted along a lot,

a green,

what's this?

the sun's shining and I'm making it to the top.

Oh, give me a hand,

lift me to the sun,

over that hillside...

I need to run.

I want to feel that wind in my hair,

blind my eyes with greenary,

I want my heart to beat with eternal peace.

Could I be with my friends at the same time?

they were my helpers?

been there since the start,

grabbed my hand and took me to the other side.

There are other kids waiting,

waiting for their future,

their friends to get them to the other side,

maybe I can help them.

Maybe WE can help them past that hillside.