He reached a high plank fence and said Close from where she heard the quiet call We went down A car pulled in without a sound A different kind Adrift to find a home Rest his eyes, don't go He gazed at the plank fence All those nights she heard the quiet call We went down A car pulled in without a sound A different kind Adrift to find a home Rest his eyes, don't go He sat down too often Stacked up what others throw away She slipped through his fingers Like sand on a proper sunny day He gets by, or that's what he said Since the night she heard the final call She went down A car pulled in without a sound A different one No lead to where she's gone Rest his eyes, don't go Don't go He sat down too often Stacked up what others throw away She slipped through his fingers Like sand on a proper sunny day He leaves the door open wide Would she ever find her way? She slipped through his fingers Like sand on a proper sunny day