With brown eyes shinin'
shore light on
the way to go
And the sun tries
too real feelin' home
I guess you're broke
And we're lost sight of it
and breath tied up in
someone's hold
And I screamed at
Burgh Island in
sepia tones.
And if I was ever to leave
I would say
before I go
That you're the
best moment
I have ever known.
With brown eyes shinin'
shore light on the
way to go
And the sun tries you
so long
And we lost sight of it
and breath tied up in
someone's hold,
And we'll break for it on
Burgh Island
in sepia tones.
And if I was ever to leave
I would say
before I go
That you're the best
moment
I have ever known.
Oh, I bite my tongue
that you leave it for
the first to the wind
'cause I heard each song
the man is a fickle child,
The wind blowin'.
Oh, I bite my tongue
that you may be the first
to run.
'cause I heard each song
the man is a fickle child
The wind blowin'.