xooo xo o xooo |||||| |||||| |||||o |||||o |||||| |||||| o||||| o||oo| o||||| |||||| |||||| ||||||
As I reach for a peach slide a ride 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 our love deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling If
you're alone I'll come home
[play this first time only, second time go to Coda]
Backwards and home-bound the pigeon, the dove gone with the wind and
the rain on an airplane owning a home with no silver spoon I'm drinking
champagne 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 you're alone I'll come home ..And I pause
[Back to top with these lyrics]
for a while by a country stile and listen to things they say. Digging for gold with a 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
