The rustle and the smell.
Just me and my thoughst, and the sea ain't ask me nothing.
It's like he listens to me and understands me.
I put my pillow in the sand and close my eyes.
I guess the sea is my friend.
Just me and my thoughst, and the sea ain't ask me nothing.
It's like he listens to me and understands me.
I put my pillow in the sand and close my eyes.
I guess the sea is my friend.
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