Testo di February 30

I'm walking by a place with no disquise Fine sand,blue sea, no walls and mystery Eating a real good crab Feeling like a true old man I'm moving on collect up all the creamthe waves,the sun into my memories My girl is on my side, we're sharing happy time When i think that i'm going to deep I hear the sound of my clock-ring I know...you know... this just happen in you dreams