Pink Floyd - San Tropez [text]

As I reach for a peach Slide a rind down behind A 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 our love Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling If you're alone I'll come home Backward and home-bound The pigeon the dove Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane Born in a home with no silver spoon I'm drinking champagne like a good 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 you're 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 a hole in my hand Open a book take a look at the way things stand And you're leading me down to the place by the sea I hear your soft voice calling to me Making a date for later by phone And if you're alone I'll come home

Pink Floyd - San Tropez

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