Burgh Island

Oh, your brown eyes shine a sure light on the way to go And the sun tries you, reeling home against your glow And we lost sight of it, breath tied up in summer's hold And your eyes screamed it, Burgh Island, in sepia tones And if I was ever to leave, I'd say before I go That you're the best woman I have ever known Oh, your brown eyes shine a sure light on the way to go And the sun chides you, so long And we've lost sight of it, breath tied up in summer's hold And the world break for it, Burgh Island, in sepia tones And if I was ever to leave, I'll say before I go That you're the best woman I ever known Oh, I bite my tongue That you may be the first to ruin 'Cause I heard it sung That man is a fickle child The wind blew in Oh, I bite my tongue That you may be the first to ruin 'Cause I heard it sung That man is a fickle child The wind blew in --- Burgh Island - Ben Howard and Monica Heldal