Postcard From Holland Lyrics - Adrian Belew

In holland there is a table 

In front of me 

With cafe' au lait 

And some kind of cookie 

Outside the window 

There's a wide and gentle canal 

Two swans swim in it, 

In their mirror images 

They must be in love. 

The handsome holland people 

Ride ecological bikes 

Or sometimes their dogs 

Might take them along for a hike, 

I stood by the tall ships 

And stepped in some old dutch dog shit, 

It began to rain 

A strange enchanted mist 

And I love the cookies here 

I could live forever here 

With you.