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