In the Dutch Mountains

I was born in a valley of bricks

Where the river runs high above the rooftops

I was waiting for the cars coming home late at night

From the Dutch mountains

I was standing in a valley of rock

Up to my belly in an early fog

I was looking for the road to a green painted house

In the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains, mountains

Met a woman in a valley of stone

She was painting roses on the wall of her home

And the moon is a coin with the head of the queen

Of the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains

Lost a button of my shirt today

Fell on the ground and it was rolling away

Like a trail leading me back

To the Dutch mountains

To the Dutch mountains, mountains

Met a miller on the back of a cow

He was looking for the wind but he didn't know how

I said, follow the cloud that looks like a sheep

In the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains

Mountains

Mountains

Mountains

Mountains

Mountains

Buildings

Buildings