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Thanks for the stone, I feel it in my hand And thanks to you for trying to understand As I feel it in my hand I'm thinking about you Standing on the seashore and your thoughts are far away Seeing them sail off in the sea and seeing the ship sink Well I wonder is there any room left on board for my troubles I guess I could blow them away in bubbles but a bubble would burst And so would you... CHORUS Thanks for the stone Thanks for the stone Thanks for the stone, I roll it 'round my knuckles Did it sleep on the seabed with the mussells and the cockles As I lay on my bed, I drift into a dream Sitting on the rocks naked, drenched by the splashing sea Then I make a paper boat out of my song, sailing it free, sailing it free We were sailing, sailing ,sailing, sailing, sailing And then the Gods made love... CHORUS (X2) Thanks for the stone and it I will keep And thanks to you for swimming so deep I can see you now sitting on the sand With the stone alone, Staring at the horizon, staring at the horizon Thanks for the stone, thanks for the stone... Aus Songtexte Mania