The Ocean Is a Whisper

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