At the high tide line
driftwood and shells
That's where she said we could leave our clothes
Where the moon light dissolves in the wet sand.
There's no-one here tonight
The whole towns still at the shore.
She said she'd seen me come alone
And did I need a lift back home,
Cause she was leaving
For some people you can see right through
But I never ever guessed how much she knew,
And that she'd been talking, to my friends
She's been talking, to my friends...
I hated it tonight,
I hate their precious scene,
I hate the way they all compete,
And the way they wipe their feet on each other.
But she is not like them,
She holds herself away,
And she laughs behind their backs,
And I love when she does that.
Still I never let her see,
No I never, never wanted charity.
But now she's been talking, to my friends.
She's been talking, to my friends...
Car headlights creep
across the sea
Now she's sailing
close to me.
And she...
She's been talking, to my friends...
She's.
driftwood and shells
That's where she said we could leave our clothes
Where the moon light dissolves in the wet sand.
There's no-one here tonight
The whole towns still at the shore.
She said she'd seen me come alone
And did I need a lift back home,
Cause she was leaving
For some people you can see right through
But I never ever guessed how much she knew,
And that she'd been talking, to my friends
She's been talking, to my friends...
I hated it tonight,
I hate their precious scene,
I hate the way they all compete,
And the way they wipe their feet on each other.
But she is not like them,
She holds herself away,
And she laughs behind their backs,
And I love when she does that.
Still I never let her see,
No I never, never wanted charity.
But now she's been talking, to my friends.
She's been talking, to my friends...
Car headlights creep
across the sea
Now she's sailing
close to me.
And she...
She's been talking, to my friends...
She's.