Simon Tall - Psychohistory Lyrics

My love she is like an echo
Waiting for the world to let her go
Please let her go
My love she can give you roses
Knows the garden better than the road
Let's take that road
But do we really wanna go there anymore
But do we really wanna go there anymore
My love she is made of memory
Memory of the time, the time before
Back through that door
But do we really wanna go there anymore
But do we really wanna go there anymore
My love she can see the future
Hold it in her hand and let it go
Don't let it go
But do we really wanna go there anymore
But do we really wanna go there anymore