It took thirteen beaches to find one empty
But finally, it’s mine
With drippin’ peaches, I’m camera ready
Almost all the time
But I still get lonely
And baby, only then do I let myself recline
Can I let go, and let your memory dance
In the ballroom of my mind?
Across the county line
It hurts to love you, but I still love you
It’s just the way I feel
And I’d be lyin’, if I kept hidin’
The fact that I can’t deal
And that I’ve been dyin’
For somethin’ real
That I’ve been dyin’ for somethin’ real
It took thirteen beaches to find one empty
But finally, I’m fine
Past Ventura and lenses plenty
In the white sunshine
But you still can find me, if you ask nicely
Underneath the pines
With the daisies, feelin’ hazy
In the ballroom of my mind
Across the county line
It hurts to love you, but I still love you
It’s just the way I feel
And I’d be lyin’, if I kept hidin’
The fact that I can’t deal
And that I’ve been dyin’
For somethin’ real
That I’ve been dyin’ for somethin’ real
It hurts to love you, but I still love you
It’s just the way I feel
And I’d be lying’, if I kept hidin’
The fact that I can’t deal
The fact that I can’t deal
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