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?
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