Sand
OP. 8 Lyrics
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My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
A wandering man, call me sand
Oh sir, my fire is very small
It will not warm thy heart at all
But thee may take me by the hand
Young woman, share your fire with me
My heart is cold, my soul is free
I am a stranger in your land
Wandering, call me sand
At night when stars light up my sky
Oh sir, i dream my fire is high
Oh, taste these lips sir if you can
Wandering man, i'll call thee sand
Oh sir, my fire is burning high
If thee should stop sir, i would die
The shooting star has crossed my land
Wandering man, she whispered... Sand (sand)
Young woman shared her fire with me
Now warms herself with memories
I was a stranger in her land
A wandering man, she called me sand
He was a stranger in my land
A wandering man
She called me
Sand
The song "Sand" by OP. 8 is a beautiful love song that delivers its message through simple yet powerful lyrics. It describes a wandering man who is seeking warmth and companionship in a strange land. The lyrics convey a sense of vulnerability, loneliness and a desire to connect. The young woman, whose fire he seeks to share, offers him comfort and solace in her own way.
The singer confesses that his heart is cold and his soul is free, indicating that he is emotionally unavailable and unattached. He is a wanderer who is disconnected from any sense of home or belonging. He asks the young woman to share her fire with him, not just her literal fire, but also her warmth and affection, which he craves. He refers to himself as sand, a metaphor for his transient nature and his inability to anchor himself in one place.
The young woman is hesitant to share her small fire, but she is willing to offer herself as a source of comfort to the man. She sees his vulnerability and recognizes that he needs connection. She offers to hold his hand and call him sand, indicating that she is willing to see him as he is and accept him for who he is. The song captures the fleeting nature of this encounter and the intense emotions that are felt during it.
Line by Line Meaning
Young woman, share your fire with me
The singer is asking the young woman to share her warmth and love with him
My heart is cold, my soul is free
The singer is emotionally distant and in need of someone to fill the void
I am a stranger in your land
The singer is not familiar with the young woman's environment or way of life
A wandering man, call me sand
The artist feels like an insignificant and temporary figure, easily blown away like sand
Oh sir, my fire is very small
The young woman's love and warmth may not be enough to fully satisfy the artist's emotional needs
It will not warm thy heart at all
The young woman's love may not be enough to thaw the singer's emotional coldness
But thee may take me by the hand
Despite the small fire, the young woman is willing to offer herself to the singer
Hold me, and i'll call thee sand
The artist's identity is tied to the act of wandering and feeling insignificant
At night when stars light up my sky
The artist is appreciating the beauty of the night sky as a reminder of the vastness of the world
Oh sir, i dream my fire is high
The young woman's love and warmth is a source of hope and comfort to the artist
Oh, taste these lips sir if you can
The singer is inviting the young woman to experience the passion and intensity of his love
Wandering man, i'll call thee sand
The artist still feels like they are insignificant and temporary, easily blown away like sand
Oh sir, my fire is burning high
The young woman's love and warmth is now strong enough to satisfy the singer's emotional needs
If thee should stop sir, i would die
The singer is now deeply dependent on the young woman's love and cannot live without it
The shooting star has crossed my land
The singer is acknowledging the passing of time and the ephemeral nature of life
Wandering man, she whispered... Sand (sand)
The young woman still identifies the artist as a wandering and insignificant figure
Young woman shared her fire with me
The young woman offered her love and warmth to the artist
Now warms herself with memories
The young woman is now alone and reminiscing about the brief connection she had with the singer
I was a stranger in her land
The singer was unfamiliar with the young woman's environment and way of life
A wandering man, she called me sand
The young woman saw the artist as a fleeting and insignificant figure, easily blown away like sand
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: LEE HAZLEWOOD
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