Like the traffic putts along So I wait for a new song And arriving way past due No-one here's except for you With no word of hate or scorn Incantations may be born Shelter you on days of grey Bring you home when you're astray Break your heart, break your hands Palaces on shifting sands Made only for you, pray not to bore you Or make you too sad So like the tide rolls into shore I'll be going back for more And from your lonely island view I'mma seem so brave and true Breaks my heart, breaks my hands Palaces on shifting sands Made only for you, pray not to bore you Or make you too sad