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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
youre alone Ill
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
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 and a hole 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
- Album:
- The Early Years 1965-1972
- The Early Years 1967-72
- Classic Diamonds
- Endless River
- The Endless River
- London 66-67
- Pulse
- The Division Bell
- Delicate Sound Of Thunder
- A Momentary Lapse Of Reason
- The Final Cut
- Works
- The Wall
- Animals
- Wish You Were Here
- Masters Of Rock
- Miscellaneous
- The Dark Side Of The Moon
- Obscured By Clouds
- Meddle