 Sandy came to meet me
to the secret little bay down by the shore,
where once a time she told me
that she couldn't live without me no, no more.
There I stood so close beside her
paralysed by the shining of her face.
It was an unreal imagination
that really any day
nothing no no nothing than words is worth to say.
Don't talk too long,
I can't stand it,
when my soul begins to bleed.
Don't talk too long,
the tide is comin' in.
Just make the fire-engine keep - away.
Wasted words were spoken,
the wind blew all the thoughts out of my head.
I closed my eyes and stumbled
and you turned pale quiet calm.
There she laid so close beside me,
her beauty hand in mine.
The sun began to fade
and my heart began to shine.
So don't talk too long,
I can't stand it,
when my soul begins to bleed.
Don't talk too long,
the tide is comin' in.
Just make the fire-engine keep...
Don't talk too long,
I can't stand it,
when my soul begins to bleed.
Don't talk too long,
the tide is comin' in.
Just make the fire-engine keep - away.
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