Hotels

I miss the sound of laughter The children down the street I may not find an answer It's only memories Hotels, hotels Welcome me when I need a home Hotels, hotels Days are getting shorter And the night wind in the trees And the soft skin on your shoulder And the way you wanted me Hotels, hotels Welcome me when I need a home Hotels, hotels Think of me when I'm leaving Will you give this to my mother? Once again it's time to leave There's no ever after There's only in between Hotels, hotels Welcome me when I need a home Hotels, hotels, hotels Welcome me when I need a home Hotels. --- Hotels - Juliana Hatfield