She's a Goddess, she calms you down
Went to Italy, ran from town
But the dirt of England calls her back
Those rolling hills leave her flat
Puts her arms around your pain
She's the weighing scale of your day
As you push them one by one into the car
'Round the merry go round of a West country park
You wouldn't take it on holiday with you
Take it away on holiday with you
Said you couldn't take it away
On holiday with you
She's a goddess, she's not faking
Seeks your approval in all she's making
Sees you in the dark
Feels you see her a thousand parts
In keeping a cautious eye
Lost control, the child died
With your bags forever packed, your letters unsent
Her belly aches with your empty intent
And you wouldn't take it on holiday with you
Take it away on holiday with you
Said you couldn't take it away
On holiday with you