Pink Floyd 的 San Tropez的歌词

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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 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