Sea And Sand (The Isle Of Pabay)(Remastered)

Sea And Sand (The Isle Of Pabay) (Remastered) - Magna Carta/Chris Simpson

Turquoise is the sea-rolling deep beneath the sky far above

Whitewinged are the gulls paper sailing on the wings of the wind

Tomorrow is a word that never comes

When the world is far behind you and the sea is turned to gold

The sky is filled with white pillow clouds

Picture in your mind a world where you can wake and be alone

Listen to the murmur of the water on the sand

And you will know that time is never really on your side

When you stop and look about you

Than you'll find you're left behind

Nothing but the sea and the sand

Paintings of the clouds

Have put a veil across the hillside filled with rain

The sea rolls like lead upon the sand lying dead along the shore

Tomorrow is a word that never comes

When the tide runs behind you and float away your footsteps

Nothing but the sea and the sand

Nothing but the sea and the sand

Nothing but the sea and the sand