Paul Weller - Foot Of The Mountain

like a dream on the ocean,
Always drifting away,
And I can`t catch up,
She just slips away, (on the tide)
sometimes a great notion,
can lead us astray,
so weak to devotion`
so strong to deny
oh baby baby won`t you let me ride
-take me up on your sailboat ride
come on now angels are on your side
but she slips away on the tide
like mercury gliding,
a silver teardrop that pours,
And i can`t hold on,
through my fingers she falls
at the foot of the mountain,
such a long way to climb,
how will i ever get up there ?
though i know i must try
Oh baby baby won`t you let me ride
Take me up on your sailboat ride,
come on now angels are on your side,
but she slips away,
oh never stays
yeah she slips away
oh and she slips away
(repeat last two lines ad lib)