It's rushing over me like a wave
Taking hold, taking place
The sand underneath my feet
In dreams sand is more neat
Feel it rolling in like the tide
Your hand in mine side by side
Watch the sun on the horizon
Watch you, your eyes on
Fire, burns lighting the sky
You take the breath out of my
Lungs, are clear with fresh breath
And there's always some left.
Turn your face upwards
As the sand rolls us backwards
In our minds all is possible
And is totally achievable
So here we stand, cold, cold sand
Wet toes, goosebumps rose
I am so glad I know what I know.
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