Paint me something beautiful   Eskimo Sandune   One day, sometime suitable   I'll trade this fool's gold      Am I enough, enough please?   Am I enough, enough please?      We'll go, no one has to know, behind the sandune   There I tell you anything on pins and needles   You wait, you want everything, even this fool's gold   Come close, tightly close your eyes, I know the sand blows      Am I enough, enough please?   Am I enough, enough please?      Cold New England morning brings with it a warning   Am I meant to be alone?   Cold New England morning brings with it a warning   Clouds upon a dying sun      We'll go, no one has to know, behind the sandune   There I tell you anything on pins and needles   Come close, tightly close your eyes, I know the sand blows