When you’re on a holidayYou can’t find the words to say
All the things that come to you
And I wanna feel it too
On an island in the sun
We’ll be playing and having fun
And it makes me feel so fine
I can’t control my brain
When you’re on a golden sea
You don’t need no memory
Just a place to call your own
As we drift into the zone...
We'll run away together. We'll spend some time together.
We’ll never feel bad anymore
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