i know i know you ought to go but now it feels like it was before yeah it sounds to me like a silver breeze on a highway we re the tall tall trees what s over the hill what s over the hill this is what i write this is what i write seven times you tried to keep them all alive but no matter what it s still you you ve got yeah it sounds to me like a silver breeze on a highway we re the tall tall trees what s over the hill what s over the hill this is what i write this is what i write