The Holiday

First day in Spain, and I'm feeling alright

I must have left you on that flight

And the lady beside me is telling me how

I finally can love somebody else

But how could she know that I was thinking of you?

And how you wouldn't move, so I had to

'Cause she must know I hate goodbyes

I just close my eyes and pray that it feels right

Goodbye

You're not my guy

I loved you, and I guess that's why I tried

Hue and cries from the blue skies

You didn't love me, and I guess that's why I tried

I kicked my amp to get it going

If only I could do that shit to you

'Cause I won't make you love me

I rather walk around with somebody new

Goodbye

I'm not your guy

I loved you, and I guess that's why I tried

Hue and cries from those blue eyes

You didn't love me, and I guess that's why I tried

You didn't love me, and somehow I feel just fine

First day in Spain, and I'm feeling alive