Following the sun to our holiday
Fifty metal hoods to go til the bay
Lying on the sand, she loves prying eyes
Who would ever know it's just her disguise
Come with me to the sky
Throw your day to the tide
Come with me to the sky
What you see is inside
Holding daddy's hand she sings "pretty please"
It's the little smile on her that he sees (reminds him of Louise)
In her autumn years the sky's now her show
Soaking up Bordeaux in late summer glow
Come with me to the sky
Throw your day to the tide
Come with me to the sky
What you see is inside
Come with me to the sky
Throw your day to the tide
Come with me to the sky
What you see is inside