| Waiting on those tables in sunny St. Tropez | |
| Look out to the water | |
| When you turn and you say 'take me home' | |
| Is this not home, dear? | |
| Take me home, it's not our home here. | |
| And I won't fight a little bit | |
| There's nothing to lose | |
| We'll leave these shores | |
| Don't you know I feel it? | |
| Darling, you know I won't keep you | |
| Waiting on those tables in sunny St. Tropez | |
| Look out to the water | |
| When you turn and you say 'take me home' | |
| Is this not home, dear? | |
| Take me home, it's not our home here | |
| I'll be waiting | |
| Come the morning. | |
| I'll be waiting | |
| Come the morning. |