Top Of The World

He was seven years in prison and just a few days free
When he came upon a lonesome little girl
Neither of them really knew how strong love could be
Till they climbed to the top of the world

A stolen afternoon becomes and early winter night
With a full moon that shimmers like a pearl
Both of them agree that there ain't nothing quite
Like the view from the top of the world

Looking down from the top of the world

Now I've told you 'bout the good life and how empty it can be
How you can get som caught up in a whirl
But in your lifetime you may only get one chance to see
What it's like at the top of the world

It's so fine at the top of the world
Copyright © 1995-2019 Pat McCurdy • All rights reserved