Text: Al Stewart. Sand In Your Shoes.

You always were a city kid
Though you were country raised
And back in some forgotten time
We shared the cold north days

But the simple life was not your style
And you just had to escape
So it's goodbye to my lady of the islands

On Remembrance Day the bands all played
The bells pealed through the park
And you lay there by the "Do Not" signs
And shamed them with your spark

Now, winter moans in old men's bones
As the day falls into dark
And it's goodbye to my lady of the islands

It was just like this behind
The kisses you so soon swept away
I've always knew that some day
You'd be bound to just get pulled away

The summer sun beats on and on
The shops swim in the heat
And you're standin' by the traffic signs
With taxis at your feet

Well, I know that in your city skin
You're feeling more complete
So it's goodbye to my lady of the islands

No, I never got the letters
That you said, you'd send to me
So it's goodbye to my lady of the islands