The Miller's Daughter
Call all the stations and drive home the man
Said a lot for the king and all his demands
Can you help him find reason, his straw into gold
He's getting lost for words and reason
And fills the sky with visions of hope
High on belief and he talks to the mad
A little rattle stilt came and went down his head
Can you help him find reason, his straw into gold
He's getting lost for words and reason
And fills the sky with visions of hope
As the red
-
eyed lady, works on the lan
d
the sewing needle breaks, she calls out for help
While he was dying of affection to find all that gold
she unlocked the keys that sealed her dreams and
called the name that answered to home
She never really held her love
Catch your ride home, go catch y
our ride home
He never really had enough
Catch your ride home, go catch your ride home
She never really held her love
That miller's daughter now roams around the fire
Catch your ride home, go catch your ride home
That miller's daughter now roams around th
e fire
Catch your ride home, go catch your ride home
That miller's daughter's up with two bottles
Catch your ride home, go catch your ride home
That miller's daughter's down for tomorrow
Writer/s: Bo Meskers, Christophe Brabanders, Mick van het Nederend, Willem Oostendorp
