I have a bottle of wine and a secret That I'd like to share with you Give me an hour or two and I'd tell you the truth I will wait for you Up on the hill, up on the hill You know the one Where you first took my hand in your hand I have a bottle of wine and a blanket That I'd like to share with you Hop on your fancy new bicycle, please, please I will wait for you Tropical nights, pale city lights Up on the hill Will you meet me back there on the hill? Won't you give me a minute of your precious time? Won't you give me an hour of your precious time? Won't you give me a month of your precious time? Won't you give me a decade of your precious time? I have a bottle of wine and a secret That I'd like to share with you Give me an hour or two and I'd tell you the truth I will wait for you Give me a sign Say that we're fine Fool on the hill Now I feel like the fool on the hill Won't you hold me and tell me how you like the wine? Won't you smell me and tell me that things will be fine? Won't you travel me home on your fancy new bike? Won't you kiss me and spoon me the rest of my life?