Farewell over whisky baby
Goodbye to the times
When we marveled honey
Maybe at a place
We never could reach
We’d be smiling with a glass of apple martini
Who has covered your face in sand?
Who has told you your dreams were wrong?
Go on a trip to San Francisco or Spain
And I’ll be there on the next train
Don’t make a sound
Don’t disturb the ground
She said
“Rest your mind and I’ll never leave.”
Farewell over whisky baby
Goodbye to the times
When we marveled honey
Maybe at a place
We never could reach
We’d be smiling with a glass of apple martini
Who has covered your face in sand?
Who has told you your dreams were wrong?
Go on a trip to San Francisco or Spain
And I’ll be there on the next train
Farewell over whisky baby
Goodbye to the times
When we marveled honey