San Tropez



Lyrics - Roger Waters

Music - Roger Waters


As I reach for a peach
slide a linedown behind the sofa in San Tropez
Breakin' a stick with a brake on the sand
Riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan
Sleepin' alone in the drone of the darkness
Scratched by the sand that fell from our love
Peep 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 and the airplane
Gonna go home with no silver spoon
I'm drinkin' champagne like a good tycoon
Sooner, than wait for a break in the weather
My gal and my "far flung" all together
Speeding away on a winter and new day
"If you're alone, I'll come home".

And I pause for a while by a country stile
and listen to the things they say
Digging for gold in a hole in my hand
Open the book, take a look at the way things stand
And you're leadin' me down to the place by the sea
I hear your soft voice callin' to me
Making a date for later by phone
"If you're alone, I'll come home".


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