Paint me something beautiful
Eskimo sandune
One day sometime suitable
I'll trade this fools gold
Am I enough enough please
Am I enough enough please
We'll go no one has to know
Behind the sandune
There I'll tell you anything
On pins and needles
You wait you want everything
Even this fools 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'll tell you anything
On pins and needles
Come close tightly close your eyes
I know the sand blows