I travel all around.
I float through Bruges; I swig through Brussels.
But just like, in Amsterdam, they infused the food with lavender;
So my days and my trip are infused by you.
And when I see a smile I think of you
And the whole of Holland smells like you
And when I'm sad sometimes I sink like you
And, in the morning, when I wake up,
I've dreamed of
You really are my