Red Sails - China Crisis

Big kisses for small fishes

Property trading

The wrong places

We all work hard

For God’s blessings

There’s no mistaking

She feels important

If I had a soul

Would I recognise

If I looked just like summer

Would I realise

Red sails

Into the sunset

The only reason for her leaving

Come tomorrow

Will she be closer

Too many secrets

I should have told her