St Tropez - Fyfe

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