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Holland

I can’t wait to go back to Holland
Where a good soul can roll on two wheels
Let the north rain wash you down into Flanders
And take away the pain my baby leave

It was Christmas time when she told me I was a maybe
When the springtime came I knew that I was gone
I’d give anything in the world to go back and change things
But you can’t change what’s already been done

I can’t wait to see my lost sister
Let her soft smile warm over me
We’ll sit a long while and talk about nothing
And take away the pain my baby leave

You were far too young to ever be on your own
I was too young to have a say in what was mine
Now we’re far too old to sit here feeling sorry
And let another day just roll on by

I can’t wait to go back to Holland
Where a good soul can roll on two wheels
Let the north rain wash you down into Flanders
And take away the pain my baby leave