The Copa

Composed by：Chrissie Hynde/James Walbourne

Produced by：David Wrench

You're long blond in hair of heavy salty sea

A curtain when it closed over and above me

Locked the vicious sun like the wings of passing gulls

Empty you held nothing hollow as the washed up shells

I woke up this morning with the Copa on my mind

Those days of cryptic signals

I was sad to leave behind

A scarf tied to a shutter

No one else would look to find

Oh I still wake up in the morning

With the Copa on my mind

Sitting on the rock

That looked onto the ocean

Walking to the waves as they brewed a magic potion

Calling them like faithless dogs

Your commands and whims

While the crashing on

The rocks rose to the sky like ancient hills

I woke up this morning

With the Copa on my mind

Those days of cryptic signals

I was sad to leave behind

A scarf tied to a shutter

No one else would look to find

Oh I still wake up in the morning

With the copa on my mind

You knew it was the end as you watched me

From the gate

I waved my boarding pass didn't hesitate

Security security I took off my shoes

Turned around and you were gone

Woke up this morning

With the Copa on my mind