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  • meddle albumunden bir parca. tatil havasi.
    (bkz: pink floyd) (bkz: st tropez)

    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 the 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
    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
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