I really miss your blueberry pancakes  I don't buy maple syrup in Asda no more  Sunday morning cooking em up  wearing my t-shirt, I'm lifting it up    And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush  The Holly Bush baby  Sitting at the table where it all began for us...    And everything else is momentary and  Everything else just stops    I'll have another pint of Stella please Brooke  And I remember before this place was so cool and so full and  I remember you wearing a yellow t-shirt  and you had a friend, I was dying to meet her and we did  back in the day    And now I'm in the Holly Bush baby, the Holly Bush  The Holly Bush baby  Sitting at the table where it all began for us...    And everything else is momentary and  Everything else just stops    Everyone else is secondary  Everyone else is temporary  and I read into the letter that is filled with beauty  the beauty of what was, what is, and what won't be    Sitting at the table where it all began for us...  Sitting at the table where it all began for us...  Sitting at the table where it all began for us...  Sitting at the table where it all began for us...