Took himself away
Said it was a holiday
Took himself away
Said it was a holiday
Holiday by the sea
Holiday by the sea
Found a date to keep
Put it in his overcoat
Lost himself that day
Such stolen moments
Took himself far away
To a faceless house
Full of fear
He's waiting to reach out, to reach out
And grasp his own hand
For maybe he could be...
Holiday by the sea
Holiday by the sea
He's waiting, he's looking
Don't trust him
White water
He's waiting, he looks alone
Don't trust him
White water
He needs to, he wants to
You know I, you know I
I really, I really think that he likes you
He gives you, He wants to
He needs to, to trust you
Holiday by the sea
Holiday by the sea
Yet he still finds time to bleed
And he still finds time to feel
And he still finds things... real
Your hand contracted
And stole that moment
He gave you, he gave you
Took himself away
He said it was a holiday
Took himself away
He said it was a holiday
Said it was holiday
Take him on a holiday
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