Another hotel With ruined plans Romantic gesture With ruined plans And so you make it your own But this is where your arm can't go You make it your own
Why do they come when you're always raining? Why can't they make a sound? And seeing the other ones fall back down Because you're so far from home and
And head up, dear, you're shallow and blind And head up, dear, the rabbit might die Because I'm putting the boot in, tonight And head up, dear, you're
And these walls And these walls are filled with blame And these walls And these walls are filled with blame And she's sitting in the primrose garden
And fourteen and you know That I'm looking the wrong way And is the past outside Or in this lovely home A strong father figure And with a, a heart of