Pink Floyd - San tropez

As I ^Gmaj7reach for a peach Slide a line down behind a sofa in Saz Tro^Gm6pez ^Gmaj7Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand Riding a wave in the wake of an old se^Gm6dan ^G7Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness ^A7Scratched by the sand that fell from my love ^C7Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling ^DIf you're alone, I'll come home

^Gmaj7Backward and homebound, the pigeon, the dove ^Gm6Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane ^Gmaj7Born in a home with no silver spoon I'm ^Gm6drinking champagne like a good tycoon ^G7Sooner than wait for a break in the weather I'll ^A7gather my far flung thoughts together ^C7Speeding away on a wind to a new day ^DIf you're alone, I'll come home

And I'll pause ^Gmaj7for a while by a country stile And listen to the things they s^Gm6ay ^Gmaj7Digging for gold in a hole in my hand Open the book, take a look at the way things st^Gm6and And you're ^G7leading me down to the place by the sea ^A7I hear you soft voice calling to me ^C7Making a date for later by phone And ^Dif you're alone, I'll come home