Draw another line in the sand Say come to here but no further As if the sand was at your command And didn't blow always
Despite the anthem played by your band Despite the colours flying from the flagpole Very soon you'll overplay your hand And the sand won't stay
As it drifts around High above the ground It's the only thing you can see But come the next new Moon There's a new sand dune Where your line used to be
Make another final demand Bang your fist down hard on the table But you don't have the strength in your hand That you used to do
As it drifts around High above the ground It's the only thing you can see But come the next new Moon There's a new sand dune Where your line used to be
Draw another line in the sand Say come to here but no further As if the sand was at your command And didn't blow always
