Postcard From Holland

In Holland there is a table in front of me
With café au lait and some kind of cookie
Outside the window there's a wide and gentle canal
Two swans swim in it in their mirror images
They must be in love

The handsome Holland people ride ecological bikes
Or sometimes their dogs might take them along for a hike
I stood by the tall ships and stepped in some old Dutch dog shit
It began to rain a strange enchanted mist
And I love the cookies here
I could live forever here with you