Foot Of The Mountain (Mark Lamarr For Johnathan Ross 8/1/2005)

Paul Weller
Album : At The BBC (4 Vol. Set)

Like a dream on the ocean
Always drifting away
And I can't catch up
She just skips away on the tide
Sometimes a great notion
Can lead you astray
So weak to devotion
So strong to desire
Come on baby, baby won't you let me ride
Take me off on your sail boat ride
Come on Angels, are on your side
She slips away oh, never stays
Like mercury gliding
Silver teardrop that falls
And I can't hold her
Through my fingers, she's gone
Through my fingers, she's gone
Through my fingers, she's gone
Through my fingers, she's gone
Through my fingers, she's gone
Through my fingers, she's gone
Through my fingers, she's gone
At the foot of the mountain
Such a long way to climb
How will I ever get up there
But I know I must try
Come on baby, baby won't you let me ride
Take me off on your sail boat ride
Come on now Angels, are on your side
But she slips away oh, and never stays
Like a dream on the ocean
Always drifting away
And I can't catch up
She just skips away on the tide
Just slips away on the tide
She just slips away on the tide
Aah skip away, she glides, she glides