More Info I've got an ice cold cup of coffee and a paper I havn't read
A canyon in my heart and a hammer in my head
And a waitress with an empty stare that looks right through me
I'm sitting at this table and I'm balancing the salt
Weighing out my choices baby It's nobody's fault
And I'm torn up by these voices talking to me
You say there's no good reason for me to walk away
You say there's so much good between us who would'nt want to stay
But how can I be with you if deep down I believe I'll loose a part of me
Here's my son and his wife's pub in the heart of the Yorkshire Dales
Guinea Pig alert !
