February 30
I'm walking by
a place with no disquise
Fine sand, blue sea,
no walls and mystery
Eating a real good crab
Feeling like a true old man
I'm moving on
Collect up all the creamthe waves, the sun
Into my memories
My girl is on my side,
We're sharing happy time
When I think that I'm going to deep
I hear the sound of my clock-ring
I know...you know...
This just happen in you dreams
