Holland House

You touch that cold stone I call my heart

We're west and east, we're coasts apart

There's a seas between us and I can't swim

Just follow that road on the way down to him

and I, I can't feel it

I'm nervous you see by the way I am drinking

I don't want to know any thoughts you are thinking

I let you pull me far from home

Where I'm not that man I used to grow

and I, can't feel it

You sit there in your dress from the prom

We don't know where we're going, 'cause we don't know where we're from

But it doesn't 'cause you set your sight

On the crease of my lip and the dark of the night

and I, can't feel it

Holland the House, or the hotel

You've seen the actions that've taught me well

We talk many things but you just mean one

We talk many things but you just mean one

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[JC Pire]

You might be in luck. I have recorded a version

[wolfshrew]

I'd pay to hear this sung