I feel like going away
To a place in the sun
Where people play
Where music sings
I'm out on the beach
I hear people talk about
The bird and the bees
La la la la
La la la la

I feel like the echo of a cockle
Where nothing looks right
Even through your eyes
I swagger like a cowboy
To get out of sight, there's a bad taste of karma
And i'm dead in advance
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la

1, 2, 3, 4

In the low light
I watch you
In the low light
I watch you

Constrained
Baffled and beat
It's the sky and the sea
Where the shore line meets
And the sun and the journey
Dances in-between

I feel like going away
To a place in the sun
Where people play
Where music sings
I'm out on the beach
I hear people talk about
The bird and the bees
La la la la
La la la la

Like the echo of a cockle
Where nothing looks right
Swagger like a cowboy
To get out of sight,
 there's a bad taste of karma
And i'm dead in advance
In your eyes see the pain of mine

I feel like going away
To a place in the sun
Where people play
Where music sings
I'm out on the beach
I hear people talk about
The bird and the bees
La la la la
La la la la

See the rain
Cover the sea
Blue sky fall
Down to its knees
I fell to the earth
Drank tears from your cheek
Feel the heat won't let me breathe

I feel like going away
To a place in the sun
Where people play
Where music sings
I'm out on the beach
I hear people talk about
The bird and the bees
La la la la
La la la la

Composição: Little Fish