There was a day that the lagoon was blue
had a particular lovely hue
far across yellow-brown sandbars
while people were driving past in their cars
and it was shadowed dark
the sea where the sun shimmered had a kind of spark
while you smiled at me,
it was the kind of day which all days should be
with a strange kind of energy and some tranquillity
and we were in love, just another couple at the sea.
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