Текст песни Pink Floyd - San Tropez

Жанр: Folk-Rock / Art Rock / Psychedelic Rock
Исполнитель: Pink Floyd
Альбом: Meddle
Длительность: 03:40
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As I reach for a peach Slide a line 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 my love Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling If you're alone, I'll come home Backward and homebound, 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'll pause for a while by a country stile And listen to the things they say Digging for gold in hole in my hand Open the 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
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