Paint me something beautiful
Eskimo Sandune
One day, sometime suitable
I'll trade this fool's gold
Am I enough, enough please?
Am I enough, enough please?
We'll go, no one has to know, behind the sandune
There I tell you anything on pins and needles
You wait, you want everything, even this fool's gold
Come close, tightly close your eyes, I know the sand blows
Am I enough, enough please?
Am I enough, enough please?
Cold New England morning brings with it a warning
Am I meant to be alone?
Cold New England morning brings with it a warning
Clouds upon a dying sun
We'll go, no one has to know, behind the sandune
There I tell you anything on pins and needles
Come close, tightly close your eyes, I know the sand blows