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  • San Tropez by Pink Floyd Lyrics



    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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