When the Sun Shone on Vetiver

When the sun shone on vetiver
When the sun shone on vetiver
When the sun shone down
Well theyre silver and theyre gold
Yeah theyre silver and theyre gold
Yeah theyre silver and cold
And theyre longing for the land
And theyre longing for the land
For natures forgiving hand
And were drifting and were sailing
And were drifting and were sailing
Now the sun aligns your legs
And your lips and arms and breasts
And the moon pulls wet
Earth And your branches crawl around my claws
And my leaves brush up against your arms
And were dancing
In Thailand, my baby waits for me
In Graceland, my baby waits for me
In Spainland, my baby waits for me
In Ireland, my baby waits for me
In no lands, my baby waits for me
Waiting patiently