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Moving on a Holiday Songtext
von Freedy Johnston

Moving on a Holiday Songtext

Here comes the first good snow
Only to decorate a vacant yard
Moving out of here tonight
All that′s left to do is sweep the floor

Old address book in my hand
How'd I lose my place again?
The only thing not packed away
Moving on a holiday


Just another place left clean
Won′t be dreaming here anymore
Empty shelves and lonely keys
Sounds so hollow when I shut the door

Driving slowly, quiet streets
Signals even red and green
Me and what's not thrown away
Moving on a holiday

I can almost hear my heart
But the motor's making
Such a peaceful sound
Up across the great divide
And you can′t tell
When you start going down

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