You say the weather in atlanta
Is foggy and gray
Your work gets harder everyday
And your new boyfriend is holding on too tight
I got a gig at the beach
A room with a view
The only thing missin' here is you
Some fresh ocean breeze might ease your mind
Chorus
We could walk barefoot through the warm wet sand
Take a second look at what we had
I been thinkin' a lot since i been here
Past the neon lights and the l.a. haze
I'm a different man these days
So come on out, the coast is clear
I got a picture in my wallet from back in 91
That week we spent in the santa belle sun
Ridin the wave of our love, those were good times
But somewhere i got lost and let you down
Young and naive i didn't know what i'd found
But i do now and there ain't a cloud in my mind
