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There once used to be a hand to hold,. And arms to warm me when cold,. I used to look into sea green eyes,. And know they never told me lies,. There was a comfort in your bed,.
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There once used to be a hand to hold,. And arms to warm me when cold,. I used to look into sea green eyes,. And know they never told me lies,. There was a comfort in your bed,.
The sunlight twinkles on the waves, To the sun I am a slave. I'll let it embrace me all day long, Listening to the summer's sweet song.
Won't you come and spend some time In paradise with me.
High waves roaming. Like white horses running. Leaving marks in the sand. Water touching me toes. As the waves roam. I am staring at the horizon. Searching out in the distance. Longing for a word.
If I could bottle up the sea breeze I would take it over to your house and pour it loose through your garden.
I felt the sand in between my toes. Hearing the roar of the waves. I stepped into the ocean. The cool water rushing up my feet. Seeing the sun in the light blue sky go down beneath my eyes.