Pink Floyd - San Tropez lyrics

As I reach for a peach<br>Slide around down behind<br>The sofa in san tropez<br>Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand<br>Riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan<br>Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness<br>Scratched by the sand that fell from my love<br>Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling<br>If you're alone I'll come home<br><br>Backwards and home bound<br>The pidgen the dove<br>Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane<br>Owning a home with no silver spoon<br>I'm drinking champaigne like a big tycoon<br>Sooner than wait for a break in the weather<br>I'll gather my far flung thoughts together<br>Speeding away on a wind to a new day<br>If your alone I'll come home<br><br>And I pause for a while<br>By a country stile<br>And listen to things they say<br>Digging for gold in the hoe in my hand<br>Hoping they'll take a look at the way things stand<br>Would you lead me down to the place by the sea<br>I hear your soft voice calling to me<br>Making a date for later by phone<br>If you're alone I'll come home