| Join me on the sand and rest yourself | |
| What's the rush to leav for someplace else? | |
| Listen to the folding waves | |
| Watch the planes go by | |
| Nothing we say or do secures our place | |
| A gust of wind a thousand miles away could | |
| Change the course of everything | |
| Everything | |
| {Don't be gone too long without me in mind | |
| Where to now? Where to now? | |
| I'd really rather stay a while | |
| If that's all right | |
| Where to now? Where to now? | |
| Meet me in the twilight, where the road begins} | |
| Disappear behind the grass and dunes | |
| Or amble back beside me if you would | |
| I'll be staring off the earth | |
| At the blue blue sky | |
| The sand cools, and I don't hear your steps | |
| The tumbling water takes another breath | |
| Meet me in the twilight | |
| Where the road begins | |
| {chorus} . . . |