San Tropez 歌词

As I reach for a peach Slide a rind down behind The sofa in San Tropez Breakin' a stick With a brick on the sand Ridin' a wave In the wake of an old sedan Sleepin' 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 callin' 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 Owning 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 the wind to a new day And if you're alone I'll come home And I pause for a while By a country style And listen to the things they say Diggin' for gold With a hoe 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