Waves -

Your California washed away

Loved the soul that build the pain.

Without a friend, without a doubt

We walked it off until we drowned.

Well, at least we caught some waves

We spit them back at you!

And now it feels so saturated

All their eyes eviscerated.

All he makes of what’s in hand

I’ll rather be too late!

Would you hold me?

Do it?

I think I would!

Love me?

Want, but I know I think I could!

Your New York’s city’s up all night

Coming down from '99.

Oh, oh, I love the aroma

The city bores, my silly friend

Dinner smells and whistling.

Prepare the sticks, prepare my friends

To her leave with all her friends

Oh, oh, if I’d told you

Oh, the light, I know it’s so bright

But I can’t help the fuss,

I’d trade it for quiet

Would you hold me?

Do it?

I think I would!

Love me?

Want, but I know I think I could!

Oh, hold me down, it’s over now, I suppose

Your right hand, your left brain it’s doubting,

You’re out of control!

Oh, hold me down, it’s over now, I suppose!

Oh, hold me down, it’s over now, I suppose!

Would you hold me?

Do it?

I think I would!

Love me?

Want, but I know I think I could!

Do it?

I think I would!

Love me?

Want, but I know I should!

Do it?

I think I would!

Love me?

Want, but I know I think I

Do it?

I think I would!

Love me?

Want, but I know I think I should.

It’s California washed away

Loved the sound that build the pain

Your New York’s city’s up all night

Coming down from '99.

At least we made some waves

We spit them back at you!