Sand In Your Shoes

YOu always were a city kid though you were country raised
And back in some forgotten time we shared the cold north days
But the simple life was not your style, and you just had to escape
So it’s goodbye to my lady of the islands.
On Remembrance Day the bands all played, the bells pealed through the park
And you lay there by the «Do Not"signs, and shamed them with your spark
Now winter moans in old men’s bones as the day falls into dark
So it’s goodbye to my lady of the islands.
It was just like this behind the kisses you so soon swept away
I always knew that some day yo’d be bound to just get pulled away…
The summer sun beats on and on, the shops swim in the heat
And you’re standing by the traffic signs with taxis at your feet
I know that in your city skin you’re feeling more complete
So it’s goodbye to my lady of the islands.
No I never got the letters that you said you’d send me So it’s goodbye to my lady of the islands.