The Beach II

I sip my wine from a plastic cup

Throw stones in to another

While the sun heats up my liquid rose

And it shines the same fine colour

The tide comes in, as it must go out

Consistent like the laughter

Of the girls on the beach

My girls on the beach

Happy ever after

It's OK

Girls on the beach, my girls on the beach

(OK)

Girls on the beach, my, my

Skimming stones, I don't care what floats

When I look out beyond the water

The waves lick our feet, our hands meet

Mother nature's daughters

And the sun goes down, as it must come up

Consistent like the laughter

Of the girls on the beach

My girls on the beach

Happy ever after

It's OK

Girls on the beach, my girls on the beach

OK

Girls on the beach, my

OK

My

Happy ever after

It's OK