Sand in my hair,
You standing there made me forget where my head was,
Beneath my hat, the sadness drained from my eyes,
Look at your smile and all the tears will turn to laughter, the kind I can't contain,
The joy flowing out,
Sun shining down melts the rain right off the rafters.
This afternoon, let's shoot the breeze blowing south, sailing the sadness from my mouth,
And when it's gone, say so long to your sad old love song.
You kicked out the gloom, and dusted my broom and all my musty, mouldy trappings,
My flag was flapping in the wind of my wild and spoiled inner child, in great need of a sound whacking,
You sent him packing in the breeze blowing south, sailing the sadness from my house,
And when it's gone, say so long to the wild and wayward wind blowing south, sailing the madness out my mouth,
And when it's gone, say so long to your sad old love song.
