Midnight, on the water,
I saw, the ocean’s daughter,
Walking on a wave’s chicane,
Staring as she called my name.
And I can’t get it out of my head,
No I can’t get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead,
‘Cos I can’t get it out of my
Midnight, on the water,
I saw, the ocean’s daughter,
Walking on a wave’s chicane,
Staring as she called my name.
And I can’t get it out of my head,
No I can’t get it out of my head.
Now my old world is gone for dead,
‘Cos I can’t get it out of my
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