Sandriam - Perry Blake, Graham Murphy

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