Laying on my back
Peaceful is how I feel
As I gaze up into the stars
Sitting on Walnut Hill
My eyes see the night's beauty
Asking myself, "If this is real"?
Bright stars against a black canvas
Sitting on Walnut Hill
Realizing how small mankind is
In all his endeavors and zeal
Man is not in control
Sitting on Walnut Hill
I'm relaxed as my imagination runs
Looking up at the universe is a thrill
How I enjoy it
Sitting on Walnut Hill
