Lyrics:

Living on the green side of the hill
Dreaming of the rough, dreaming of the dirt
After all the apples that I've picked
My basket's still not full, I haven't got enough
It's lonely on the green side of the hill
Where everyone is there, and they're all just as lost as me
So why do I still look over the fence?
To where they say it's nice
To where they say you're free
Living on the green side of the hill
I have every desire
Create my own demise
From everything I've seen and have been told
It's no better over there, we all live just the same
I'm thankful for all that I have acquired, and all that I have gained
My time has been so comforting
I wish that I could scratch this itch I have
To finally get reprieve, before it destroys me
Sitting on the green side of the hill
The devil on one side, the angel speaks to me
Why's this itch I cannot scratch remain
It never really goes away
It's killing half of me
Paradise is what we hope to reach
While planting our own feet, and living oh so cautiously
I guess when I look back with older eyes
It'll make more sense to me, and makes me the man that I want to be