There's a world of sun and sand, full of sky and far from land
Where evening breezes caress the shore like a gentle comforting hand
Fragrant blossoms, honey bees, careless laughter upon the breeze
And lovers fade into pools of deep purple shadows among the trees
Listen to the ocean, echoes of a million seashells, for ever its motion
Moving to a rhythmic and unwritten music that's played eternally
The sound of a seagull's distant cry, His wings like parentheses drawn in the sky
And two white birds clinging like foam to the crest of a wave rolled by
The silence of noon, the glamour of night
The hunt of the day when the fish won't bite
These are the things that remind me of the day you sailed out of sight