Perry Blake

Sandriam

Perry Blake


Sandriam, leave on the lights 
Sandriam, maybe tonight 

Never win, never lose, never love, never listen to the wind 
That I'll fill every dream, every waking, every sleep, 
Every taste, every graze 
And these seasons in your hand 
And the things that we'll never understand 
Never win, never lose, never ever understand 
Understand 

Sandriam, leave on the lights 
Sandriam, maybe tonight 

I was born to be loved, to be held 
And those heroes in the sun will become nothing more 
Than the shadows on your grave 
Than the crossroads on your face. On your face 

Sandriam, leave on the lights 
Sandriam, maybe tonight 

Where does it go? Why does it go? 
I know now, I know you now 

Sandriam, leave on the lights 
Sandriam, maybe tonight