Isabella could tell a story that I'd heard a thousand times
We'd go round the Gallows Corner, straight road without a sign
She'd tell me they were beautiful and I know she loved them all
Isabella had her favourites ones, but I know she loved them all.

Tell me you remember this, you play it every time we kiss.
Then remind me who I'm talking to and I'll tell you that you're beautiful. Isabella has her favourite ones, but I know she loves us all.
Isabella has her favourite ones, but I know she loves us all.

Is that vista still familiar from those Leopold Heights? Columbia scent hangs heavy in my soul tonight.
Did you back this one trick pony cause I'm lonely here as hell. But I've nothing new to show you and there's no one left to tell. I've nothing new to show you and there's no one left to tell.

These are different times for you but do we even care?
Have you lived enough, did you to seen it all or does it burn too much to share?
You told me he was beautiful, but I know you love them all.
Isabella had her favourite one, but I know she loves them all.

Is that vista still familiar from those Leopold Heights?
Columbia scent hangs heavy in my soul tonight.
Did you back this one trick pony because I'm lonely here as hell. I've nothing new to show you and there's no one left to tell.
I've nothing new to show you and there's no one left to tell.

(David Myers 2017)