More Info I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I fel the earth beneath my feet "felt" instead of "fel"
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when, you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
Here's my son and his wife's pub in the heart of the Yorkshire Dales
Guinea Pig alert !
