George Is Jones

Followed
There's a cold and icy spot In the middle of the sea When our ships pass in the night They have to stop eventually And all our passengers climb out Climb out the windows and doors To stop and stand upon the ice To find that face they'd seen before And though I've never seen these ships I've seen your face Follow, I could follow you Only under some disguise If I followed all your dandelions Then who would look over mine? There's some comfort in the snow Like an invitation But there's a stillness in the cold It gives reservation And the ice is not the ground And this place is not my home SongtexteAnd though I've never seen these ships I've been alone Follow, I could follow you Only under some disguise If I followed all your dandelions Then who would look over mine? Aus Songtexte Mania