Hey! Wasn’t it on that blue summers day that you and I felt so far away , from all that stressed , whilst we digressed into a world that was our own , It was as if we had just flown across the skies to surf the warm and crystal sea, only pink grains of sand between you and me Caught up and stuck to soft skin , no need for a tube to exfoliate in. To surf the warm and crystal sea ,only pink grains of sand between you and me mmmmmm It was for real under that wave , the gunnel of boards as our feet fought to save us from the white crest , engulfed like an iceberg high above , and coiled like sheet metal in our tunnel of love . Coiled like sheet metal in our tunnel of love … It looked down on us whilst deciding our fate ,to spare us or keep us , at any rate and so held in its clutch we hoped to Sahara we weren’t much use in its aim to reach that shore To surf the warm and crystal sea ,only pink grains of sand between you and me We bobbed up with glee ,Aced it !! We yelled as it ebbed back to sea. Rock papered and scissored it ! We fell to our knees. To surf the warm and crystal sea , only pink grains of sand between you and me t
