There's a glass on the edge of the table
There's a mask in the eye of my mind
Big shadows moving down over the carpet
Clouds seem to pass in through the blinds
I went riding down to the shore
Seagulls gliding over the sea
So say goodbye to me
If I never see you again
At least, we had the sun
Back east, where the boys all sit on the sand
I do impressions of you
Inside a box that's made out of seashells
I keep a watch slides off my hand
Old folded letter with pictures of sailboats
Ones that you dream of in ballpoint pen
I go riding down to the shore
Seagulls gliding over the sea
Just say goodbye to me
If I never see you again
At least, we had the sun
Back east, where the boys all sit on the sand
I do impressions of you
Thunder on the beach, blinding in the sky
Flying off my back, just stealing the breeze
Climbing in that seat, on the bus so high
Heartache in my eyes while brakes release, searching the street
Say goodbye to me
If I never see you again
At least, at least we had the sun
Way back east, where the boys all sit on the sand
I do impressions of you
Impressions of you
Impressions of you
Impressions of you
Impressions of you
Impressions of you
Impressions of you
Impressions of you
Impressions of you
Impressions of you