Thousand Feet Below You (G. Kooymans) 1972 Together

I can’t get through to you, even when I do
You slip away like sand through the fingers of my hand
You’ve got that certain look on your face
You smile away the hope I embrace

Imagine you and me, planted like two seeds
You will grow in sand, I’ll eat from your hand
Satisfaction is just another word for pain
Living without it’s gonna drive you insane

I kneel my love a thousand feet below you
Perform the things you want me to

I can’t get through to you, even when I do
You slip away like sand through the fingers of my hand
Satisfaction is just another word for pain
Living without it’s gonna drive you insane

I kneel my love a thousand feet below you
Perform the things you want me to

Imagine you and me, planted like two seeds
You will grow in sand, I’ll eat from your hand
Satisfaction is just another word for pain
Living without it’s gonna drive you insane

I kneel my love a thousand feet below you
Perform the things you want me to
I kneel my love a thousand feet below you
Perform the things you want me to
I kneel my love a thousand feet below you
Perform the things you want me to…