text: Day after day alone on the hill
  The man with the foolish grin
  Is keeping perfectly still
  But nobody wants to know him
  They can see that hes 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, his head in a cloud
  The man of a thousand voices
  Is 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
  Oh, round, round, round, round, round
  And nobody seems to like him
  They can tell what he wants to do
  And he 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
  Oh, round, round, round, round, round
  And he never listen to them
  He knows that theyre the fools
  But they dont like him
  The fool on the hill
  Sees the sun going down
  And the eyes in his head
  See the world spinning round
  Oh, round, round, round, round, round
  Oh