Oh your brown eyes shine a shore light on the way to go,
And the sun ties ya, reel him home against your glow
And we lost sight of it, on breath tied up in summer's hold,
And your eyes screamed it, Burgh Island in sepia tones
And if I was ever to leave, I'd say before I go
That you're the best woman I've ever known.
Oh your brown eyes shine a shore light on the way to go,
And the sun ties ya, so alone
And we lost sight of it, on breath tied up in summer's hold
And the world prayed for it in Burgh Island in sepia tones
And if I was ever to leave, I'd say before I go
That you're the best woman I've ever known.
Oh, I bite my tongue, that you maybe the first to ruin
'Cause I heard it sung, that man is a fickle child, the wind blew in
Oh, I bite my tongue, that you maybe the first to ruin
'Cause I heard it sung, that man is a fickle child, the wind blew in