sandcastle that the gibbering wave takes But if it's all just the same Then say my name, say my name, Say my name in the morning so that i know when the wave
to fly, to need to flow, you need to let it all go You need to fall, but you say: criminal wicked, dirty, sticky don't touch Surf out the wave we are
I've seen Was it all an illusion? All a mirage gone bad? I'm tired of evil And all that it feeds But I don't know I've been drifting on this wave
ll always be We'll never bend untill the end We cross the open waves On course to far off lands Thor guides our ships With his strong hands Across the waves
of perfect youth Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon Drifting on a boat in emerald seas, Pulling on the strings inside of me Tasting salt as waves
will ask cause nobody knows That you?re not in my life anymore And no one can tell the salt water from my tears No the pull of the tide or the crash of the waves
there is more waiting for me I know I?ve got so much more to give I fill my lungs with the air that they need I feel the salt piercing my skin Everything
She is lying on him, man and woman, they rumple the bedsheets The sea, crazy about Ana, prefers not to watch Jealousy cannot forgive The water nor the seaweed nor the salt
that dro Can I get that remmy Can I get that coke Can I get that henny Can I get that margarita on the rock rock rock Can I get salt all around that rim
get that remmy Can I get that coke Can I get that henny Can I get that margarita on the rock rock rock Can I get salt all around that rim rim rim rim
I like your starry eyes, they yell surprise! Surprise! I?m in love...but not for long Our operation, call off the operation Another wave has turned its
Daily taste the salt of her tears, but...a chance blamed fate... Little secrets, tremors...turned to quake... The smallest oceans still get...big, big waves
fight fair. Salt your eyes, sleep with all the fishes. The waves start the flood that's drowning yourself. Broken, then we'll salt your eyes. No wind, this sound. Waves, make waves
: Take me home Ye beckoning ocean waves! My vessel is prepared Eagerly, my spirit yearns Through the gates, Transylvania calls Anointed am I Exalted
: Foghorns blowing in the night Salt sea air in the morning breeze Driving cars all along the coastline This must be what it's all about Oh this must
: It's raining on the beach She inches close but out of reach The waves look painted on Seagulls screaming The sea is warship grey It whispers ``Fool
you'll never sell memoir salt don't kill a playa Once a hoe forever hoes always been a tattle tell Ever since the third grade still got the same waves
I get that Remy? Can I get that coke, can I get that Henny? Can I get that margarita on the rock, rock, rocks? Can I get salt all around that rim, rim