As I reach for a peach, slide a-right down behind the sofa in San Tropez Breakin' a stick with a brake on the sand Riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan Sleepin' alone in the drone of the darkness Scratched by the sand that fell from our love Peep in my dreams and I still hear her callin', "If you're alone, I'll come home."
Backward and home bound the dij and the dove Gone with the wind and the rain and the airplane Gonna go home with no silver spoon I'm drinkin' champagne like a good tycoon Sooner, than wait for a break in the weather My gal and my "far flung" all together Speeding away on a winter and new day "If you're alone, I'll come home."
And I pause for a while by a country stile and listen to the things they say "The pig...and the gold..." you're holdin' my hand Open the book, take a look at the way things stand And you're leadin' me down to the place by the sea I hear your softvoice callin' to me, makin' a date for...play the part full "If you're alone, I'll come home."
