I packed up my an' everything I owned: I said my goodbye's and away my 'phone, I know where I was goin', so I just drove. South of Miami, through the Keys, Road fin'lly when I hit the sea. Sent a postcard home sayin': "Don't worry 'bout me."
I'm just back the ocean, Makin' sure the keeps blowin'. over the stars at night, Till the sun shines in the morning. I worried 'bout a damn thing, your gold watches and your brass rings. I'm tired of through the motions: I'm just back the ocean.
String an' long blonde hair, An' you can the salt in the air. People and actin' like they don't have a prayer. It's seven at my new occupation. Don't earn a dime but I wouldn't trade it: I'm overtime on this permanent vacation.
I'm just holding the ocean, Makin' sure the breeze blowin'. Watchin' over the at night, Till the sun bright in the morning. I ain't 'bout a damn thing, Keep your gold watches and your rings. I'm tired of through the motions: I'm holding back the ocean.
up to you what you do with your life. I'll be mine.
I'm just holding the ocean, sure the breeze keeps blowin'. Watchin' the stars at night, the sun shines bright in the morning. I ain't worried a damn thing, your gold watches and your brass rings. I'm tired of goin' the motions: I'm holding back the ocean.
I'm tired of goin' through the I'm just back the ocean.