If life should ever leave you left behind
just take a holiday. I’ll stay with you
within a small hotel I call my mind.
A quieter place to stay you’d never find.
I’m hoping you’ll remember what to do
if life should ever leave you left behind;
remember me, if you should be so kind.
And though I sometimes decorate in blue
within a small hotel I call my mind,
in every room I’ve written and I’ve signed
a note reminding you my love is true,
if life should ever leave you left behind;
and every evening finds us intertwined;
and every morning finds the bed as new
within a small hotel I call my mind.
A week becomes a century or two;
and when you’re checking out, I’ll follow too.
If life should ever leave you left behind
within a small hotel I call my mind.
