Speeding down the motorway in the north of england
I catch a glimpse of a lover’s mark
A forest of trees in the shape of a heart
I heard an raf went down, in his plane aflame
On the hillside not far from his fiancé
In her grief she planted seedlings on that naked hill
You can see it still

There’s a heart upon the hill
There’s a heart upon the hill
If I left now would you mourn me still?

When I drive my thoughts are clear
And I think of you
We avoid conversation so perfectly
The pilot in the plane what if that had been me?
It's easier to love one gone
To love an absent partner
No shattered wordsm no cleaning up after
But the heat that's in your body it's worth fighting for
It's enough to stop a war

There’s a heart upon the hill
There’s a heart upon the hill
If I left now would you mourn me still?

A silhouette heart made of trees
That love was meant to be
Deep green against the yellow grass
This love was meant to last, this love was meant to last

There's no such thing as perfect love, but I've seen perfect sorrow
And I've seen the strength of a woman's hand
Half a century ago she made her mark on this land
Now what about us, do you think, that our love will fade in time?
Or can we change that age old paradigm?
Unlike this english couple we are both alive
We have the chance to try

There’s a heart upon the hill
There’s a heart upon the hill
If I left now would you mourn me still?