Pink Floyd – San Tropez

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As I reach for a peach
Slide around down behind
The sofa in san tropez
Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand
Riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan
Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness
Scratched by the sand that fell from my love
Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling
If you´re alone I´ll come home

Backwards and home bound
The pidgen the dove
Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane
Owning a home with no silver spoon
I´m drinking champaigne like a big tycoon
Sooner than wait for a break in the weather
I´ll gather my far flung thoughts together
Speeding away on a wind to a new day
If your alone I´ll come home

And I pause for a while
By a country stile
And listen to things they say
Digging for gold in the hoe in my hand
Hoping they´ll take a look at the way things stand
Would you lead me down to the place by the sea
I hear your soft voice calling to me
Making a date for later by phone
If you´re alone I´ll come home





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