Fiona Bernadette Harte - At the Hotel Lyrics

I know it s late, but I can t tell
I just ring this shiny bell
And someone comes to me
Cause lately I ve been sleeping somewhere new
Somewhere far away from you
And baby, it s all right

Well, I drove for miles out to sea
For it to rain down over me
So I guess I m free

I ll be at the hotel
Making mountains out of molehills and backward counting
I can t be who you want me to be, but that s fine with me
I ll just place my cards close to my chest
And wish you nothing but the best until I come out of my shell
I ll be at the hotel

Well, I drove for miles out to sea
For it to rain down over me
So I guess now I m free

I ll be at the hotel
Making mountains out of molehills and backward counting
I can t be who you want me to be, but that s fine with me
I ll just place my cards close to my chest
And wish you nothing but the best until I come out of my shell
I ll be at the hotel
If you know me so well

Well, did nobody ever tell you?
Did nobody ever tell you?
That there s nothing wrong with something new?

Well, did nobody ever tell you?
Did nobody ever tell you?
That there s nothing wrong with something new?

I ll be at the hotel
Making mountains out of molehills and backward counting
I can t be who you want me to be, but that s fine with me
I ll just place my cards close to my chest
And wish you nothing but the best until I come out of my shell
I ll be at the hotel
If you know me so well
Said that s where I ll be, if you know me