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Colourful boxes against our grave Take it in hand We have traveled a long way And I have not seen myself In several days And man it feels good to not think The sea, the sand, the air The salt in your hair I'm not going anywhere Anywhere And we took a boat onto be mislead In silence, we float as I Look at the back of your head Your head Back to two lovers, on an unmade bed Back to two lovers on an unmade bed Oh, watch out for that sun It’s a powerful girl I like it, I like it on you I like it on me I like loving the sea I see you, you see me From Letras Mania