The lines are on board, it's quiet offshore
But the wind blows

The children are here but the women just stare
From the windows

See the lawns outside
Oh how they glow

And I spotted you there with curlers in hair
On the telephone

And I, longed for you.
Yes I, long for you.

Oh I'll move for you.
Yes, I'll move for you

Years spent round on the foyer
As the maid sweeps dust
And leaves from the back door

My heart could be yours
Within dreams we're free
But you'd always ask for more.

So I'll move for you
Yes, I'll move for you

Oh I'll move for you.
Oh I'll move for you.

*mimizan é uma região da frança