Yanni

Can you remember the sea, its swell and the spray, our dance of Thebes, now the kids have gone, snowbirds flown away, it looks after its own, we dance on the beach, at the end of our days, all's within our reach, yet parts of the home, lie suddenly drained, we find ourselves alone, you tickle my feet, guide me like a stray, my troubles ease, across winter fields, woven into lace, I forget my worries, catch views like these, little wonder why I pray, buy me chips and coffee, let me eat away.