text: The afternoon, its one maybe two
  Sipping away my last gold star, not so much to do
  Dream away the sunny day until it’s time to leave
  Ill just watch you pass on by
  When Im on my own in Tel Aviv
  With the blocks to one side
  And the beach on the other
  And the trees and the leaves
  On my own in Tel Aviv
  And the trees and the leaves
  On my own in Tel Aviv
  As the smoke is rolling
  Breaking up the shore
  The sound of traffic fades
  Like someone closed a door
  See I might stay here
  Watch the skins keeping cool
  Like Greene’s man overseas
  I read the rules
  With the blocks to one side
  And the beach on the other
  And the trees and the leaves
  On my own in Tel Aviv
  And the palms and the leaves
  On my own in Tel Aviv