Summer, summer, summer time...
waves crash toes, move sand, bring treasures to our hands
we search the horizon and breath the breathe of new
sun bakes our tender skin
there is time
space to expand
the clouds by wind are carried through the skies
like boats on the waves
we sway with each passing tide
and settle once again
waves crash toes, move sand, bring treasures to our hands
we search the horizon and breath the breathe of new
sun bakes our tender skin
there is time
space to expand
the clouds by wind are carried through the skies
like boats on the waves
we sway with each passing tide
and settle once again