Burgh Island

(альбом: The Burgh Island - 2012)

With brown eyes shining, a sure light on a way to go
And the sun chides you're reeling home, against your glow
And we lost sight of it, and breath tied up in summer's hold
And your eyes screamed it, Burgh Island, in sepia tones

And if I was ever to leave, I'll say before I go
That you're the best woman I ever known

With brown eyes shining, a sure line on a way to go
And the sun chides you so long
And we lost sight of it, and breath tied up in summer's hold
And we'll break for it, on Burgh Island in sepia tones

And if I was ever to leave, I'll say before I go
That you're the best woman I have ever known

Oh, I bite my tongue, that you may be the first to ruin
'Cause I heard it sung, that man is a fickle child
The wind blew in

Oh, I bite my tongue, that you may be the first to ruin
'Cause I heard it sung, that man is a fickle child
The wind blew in