It’s a night at the beach.
Not too warm, not too cool.
A gentle breeze flows in
Over the crashing waves.

She looks beautiful.
Red lipstick.
A flawless smile.
And lovely long hair that is being
Ever so gently tossed around
By the August winds.
I take her hand,
She takes my heart.

It’s a night at the beach,
And there’s nowhere else I want to be.