(Clarke / Hicks / Nash)
I couldn't leave you if I tried.
There would be no place I could hide
Away away away from you.
When we are walking hand-in-hand,
Throwing a shell across the sand.
It's grand, so grand, to hold your hand.
Nobody there except the two of us,
Diggin' what we see.
Wouldn't it be so nice to drag your feet
In the edge of the sea?
So we are staying where we are.
All of our problems seem so far
Away away away away.
Away away away ...