Pink Floyd "San Tropez" letra

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San Tropez

As I reach for a peachSlide a rind down behindthe sofa in San TropezBreaking a stick with a brick on the sandRiding a wave in the wake of an old SedanSleeping alone in the drone of the darknessScratched by the sand that fell from our loveDeep in my dreams and I still hear her callingIf you're alone I'll come homeBackwards and home boundThe pidgeon the doveGone with the wind and the rain on an airplaneOwning a home with no silver spoonI'm drinking champaigne like a big tycoonSooner than wait for a break in the weatherI'll gather my far flung thoughts togetherSpeeding away on a wind to a new dayIf your alone I'll come homeAnd I pause for a whileBy a country styleAnd listen to things they sayDigging for gold in the hoe in my handHoping they'll take a look at the way things standAnd you're leading me down to the place by the seaI hear your soft voice calling to meMaking a date for later by phoneif you're alone I'll come home

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