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I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky, |
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When the children were babies and played on the beach. |
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You came up behind me, I saw you go by, |
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You were always so close and still within reach. |
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Sara, Sara, |
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Whatever made you want to change your mind? |
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Sara, Sara, |
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So easy to look at, so hard to define. |
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I can still see them playin' with their pails in the sand, |
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They run to the water their buckets to fill. |
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I can still see the shells fallin' out of their hands |
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As they follow each other back up the hill. |
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Sara, Sara, |
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Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life, |
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Sara, Sara, |
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Radiant jewel, mystical wife. |
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Sleepin' in the woods by a fire in the night, |
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Drinkin' white rum in a Portugal bar, |
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Them playin' leapfrog and hearin' about Snow White, |
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You in the marketplace in Savanna-la-Mar. |
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Sara, Sara, |
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It's all so clear, I could never forget, |
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Sara, Sara, |
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Lovin' you is the one thing I'll never regret. |
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I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells, |
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I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through, |
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Stayin' up for days in the Chelsea Hotel, |
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Writin' 'Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands' for you. |
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Sara, Sara, |
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Wherever we travel we're never apart. |
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Sara, oh Sara, |
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Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart. |
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How did I meet you? I don't know. |
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A messenger sent me in a tropical storm. |
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You were there in the winter, moonlight on the snow |
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And on Lily Pond Lane when the weather was warm. |
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Sara, oh Sara, |
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Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress, |
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Sara, Sara, |
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You must forgive me my unworthiness. |
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Now the beach is deserted except for some kelp |
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And a piece of an old ship that lies on the shore. |
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You always responded when I needed your help, |
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You gimme a map and a key to your door. |
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Sara, oh Sara, |
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Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow, |
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Sara, oh Sara, |
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Don't ever leave me, don't ever go. |
