Nits The House
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede) I spent some time alone In an old country home Where the wallpaper looked like a landscape In a foreign land I took some walks alone Around this old country home And the landscape looked like the wallpaper Time's slipping away Time's slipping away Time's slipping away In the rooms of this home I saw the pictures of the family still young And I knew they were all dead and gone.
