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As I reach for a peach |
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Slide a rind down behind |
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The sofa in San Tropez |
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Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand |
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Riding a wave in the wake of an old Sedan |
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Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness |
| [00:31.68] |
Scratched by the sand that fell from our love |
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Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling |
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If you're alone I'll come home |
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Backwards and home bound |
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The pidgeon the dove |
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Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane |
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Owning a home with no silver spoon |
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I'm drinking champaigne like a big tycoon |
| [00:59.52] |
Sooner than wait for a break in the weather |
| [01:03.39] |
I'll gather my far flung thoughts together |
| [01:07.41] |
Speeding away on a wind to a new day |
| [01:11.31] |
If your alone I'll come home |
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And I pause for a while |
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By a country style |
| [01:50.76] |
And listen to things they say |
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Digging for gold in the hoe in my hand |
| [02:00.88] |
Hoping they'll take a look at the way things stand |
| [02:08.05] |
And you're leading me down to the place by the sea |
| [02:12.47] |
I hear your soft voice calling to me |
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Making a date for later by phone |
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If you're alone I'll come home |
