"She is long gone, I see the kissing by the ' They take their shoes on The tripped on, she is my goal Their walking slowly through the sand They cross me laughing hand in hand Uuh and we feel great, I hope that you believe me We are the great drops calling wind You will see try and to escape, human fall Wishing at least whisper walk in sand I see the 'by the 'taje their shoes off and be Their walking slowly through the sand They cross me laughing hand in hand"