Christmas in Holland
Isaac Ho
Christmas in Holland broke the light
Fire up inside
All broken hearts are singing sounds
On the bedroom floor
On Haarlem's shore
Love it's yours
Trees and their golden dreams of flight
Lining up to die
Christie, her leaves all sway in style
On the pine cold floor
Behind the rusted door
Almere was where our love was born
The swan lakes and ice-cream sticks, so bored
Christmas in Holland, fir coats flow
The sea birds called
But where'd you go
Where'd you go
