Now my body is sand 
And the wind blows through me 
Like the soil on your hand 
I [bad word] and leaves 
And my life has gone, darling 
And now I am free 
And my life has gone, darling 
Like words made of sand 
Like the shivering trees 
And my life was a flower 
And love was the leaves 
But nobody saw 
Any beauty in me 
And my life has gone, darling 
And now I am free 
And my life has gone, darling 
Like words made of sand 
Like the shivering trees 
When your life was gone, darling 
And when you were free 
When your life was gone, darling 
Your words made of sand 
So be nothing with me 
Words made of sand 
Just words made of sand