I really miss your blueberry pancakes

I don't buy maple syrup in Asda no more

Sunday morning cooking em up

wearing my t-shirt, I'm lifting it up


And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush

The Holly Bush baby

Sitting at the table where it all began for us...


And everything else is momentary and

Everything else just stops


I'll have another pint of Stella please Brooke

And I remember before this place was so cool and so full and

I remember you wearing a yellow t-shirt

and you had a friend, I was dying to meet her and we did

back in the day


And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush

The Holly Bush baby

Sitting at the table where it all began for us...


And everything else is momentary and

Everything else just stops


Everyone else is secondary

Everyone else is temporary

and I read into the letter that is filled with beauty

the beauty of what was, what is, and what won't be


Sitting at the table where it all began for us...

Sitting at the table where it all began for us...

Sitting at the table where it all began for us...

Sitting at the table where it all began for us...