Warm Sand
When I close my eyes, I see
The palms along the beach
If I listen carefully
I hear the rolling sea
Warm sand underneath my feet
Salt air and the woodfire smoke
Crusoe built a house for me
To hold away the tide
Things aren't how they used to be
Nowadays i'm tired
The palms along the beach
If I listen carefully
I hear the rolling sea
Warm sand underneath my feet
Salt air and the woodfire smoke
Crusoe built a house for me
To hold away the tide
Things aren't how they used to be
Nowadays i'm tired
Credits
Writer(s): Raoul Maccamley
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