The Nits - Hold Me Geneva lyrics

There's a straight road through the heart of town And it leads to the lake and there I found This old fountain is still falling down In a town like Geneva Everything is melting like Swiss cheese Rich men (rich men) down on their knees Hold me, it's getting colder Hold me, I'm getting colder, too Pierre Michel said fifteen words Fifteen short answers if you dare We are upstairs in the red rooms Of the hotel Clos Voltaire And his girlfriend is taking photographs She's always hanging around She's like the fountain of Geneva Always falling down Hold me, it's getting colder Hold me, I'm getting colder, too Hold me, it's getting colder Hold me, I'm getting colder, too Today I'm leaving with another train I'm in my home of rain Don't think I will ever be back again My heart is empty My head is empty now The road to the lake I will never find 'cause I use my map of dreams And it's filled with colours And streets I've never seen Hold me, it's getting colder Hold me, I'm getting colder, too Hold me, it's getting colder Hold me, I'm getting colder, too Car is driving I will return I'm back on the road to Bâle and Bern Car is driving I will return I'm back on the road to Bâle and Bern