Back to back like sardines we lie in the sand
The powder is running softly through my left hand
And the seagulls they turn their circles in the salty air
That wildly forms the shape of my lover's hair
Parasol give me the shelter that I need
Parasol give me the shelter that I need
Look out the window it's Sunday
Time to lay down the mundane
Let's go and get out the deckchair
And take the kids out of childcare
Parasol give me the shelter that I need
Parasol give me the shelter that I need
Parasol give me the shelter that I need
Parasol give me the shelter that I need
