i'm walking by
a place with no disquise
fine sand, blue sea
o walls and mystery
eating a real good crab
feeling like a true old man
i'm moving on
collect up all the cream
the waves, the sun
into my memories
my girl is on my side
we're sharing happy time
when i think that i'm going too deep
i hear the sound of my clock-ring
i know... you know...
this just happen in you dreams