And so one step, the breeze goes by
White is the sand, cerulean is the sky;
Trees do sway, birds like hum
Warm is the sun, cool is the night

A walk to your plane, alone and alive
Footprints on the sand, path I arrived;
Clock strikes four, never once bored
Standing in a million, buried in a zillion

Nothing is new, waited so long
Traveled so far, wasted no more;
Ocean so big, no way to own
Just a place, but never a home

Looking beyond, I saw the side
Where beauty is hidden, inside and out;
Glimpse of a chance, a boat is near
Escaping from paradise, a rescue from tears

Bag is full, shells of few
Shared with you, a thousand new;
And there I breathe a flowing air
A jasmine scent, a calming felt

Home is here, bells I hear
Time is back like a New Year strike;
There I see sparkles of light
Never too tired, lingered in might

Shined so bright, marred is the eye
Chances is blank, crisis is high;
Twice a paradise, almost a rewind
But never again, never again …