I open my eyes
Everything shines
We swim as the breeze
Blows down the coast
Down on my luck
Breathing my last
Dirty your hands
Carry me home
Red sky turning round
Black rain falling round
If you’ve got love, you’d better hope that that’s enough
Sandstorm cuts your skin
Black Kites circling
If you’ve got love, you’d better hope that that’s enough
We came from the south
To Lebanon’s shores
Folded our clothes
Dived into peace
The blackest of seas
Glittering red
Lit by the fire over our heads
Red sky turning round
Black rain falling round
If you’ve got love, you’d better hope that that’s enough
Sandstorm cuts your skin
Sunbirds circling
If you’ve got love, you’d better hope that that’s enough
You’d better hope that that’s enough