There's a chill on the hill tonight
As I gazed through a hazy light
Oh my darling can't you see only you can set me free
From the chill on the hill tonight
I stand tonight under the old weepin' willow tree
Where you and I used to stroll a long long time ago
And you know in dreams and fold mem'ries I'm drifting back again
To an altar to a little church in the valley
And I see a golden band on your beautiful hand
And somehow I think of all the things that might have been
There's a chill on the hill tonight
And oh it was once so bright
Everything would be so grand if I could just hold your hand
But there's a chill on the hill tonight
