Paroles
A shipyard fool, 38 degrees
But the mellowness keeps me so cool
Café del Mar, this is the place I've searched for
Feels like I'm fine, nothing to die for
The heart of the island
A breeze in the harbor still silent
The waves turn red and the sundown
And I for, I'm just an arm in a rundown
Feel like your mouth, but is pouring out happiness
The fun of a good time paired up sadness
The waves, they vary to a gleaming paradise
So close, this is hard to understand
Watching the boats of killer bass
Row so slowly and now I'm in need of grass
Just wanna feel this forever
Indeed, they pass me
I meant a dream wave
I meant a dream wave
I meant a dream wave
I meant a dream wave
(Del Mar)
