the wind is keeping me from working
somehow i don't really mind
on the water with my baby
and we're finally feeling fine
through a never-ending winter
through a million years of ice
we have somehow stayed together
and the water sure feels nice
there's a seagull
there's a seashell
these are the things
we call eternal
like a beach song
i got sand in all my candy
i got lemonade you bought me
i see poetry in seaweed
shall we serenade the sea
and the motorcycles thunder
but there's never any rain
we find freedom underwater
we are free to feel no pain
© 1993 paula pryce