Pacific

And what she gets she doesn't want
And what she gets she doesn't want


We swam across the bay
A single ‘plane flew across the sky
Then we lay on our backs and made pictures with the clouds
I tasted the ocean when I kissed her fingers


And what she gets she doesn't want
And what she gets she doesn't want


A warm breeze carried her scent to me
She said: “I know I've hurt youâ€?
She took my hand and sighed
“But in the middle of the night you will think of meâ€?
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