Pacific Testo

And what she gets she doesn't want
And what she gets she doesn't want



We swam across the bay
A single Ý¢â❝¬Ýŝplane flew across the sky
Then we lay on our backs and made pictures with the clouds
I tasted the ocean when I kissed her fingers


And what she gets she doesn't want
And what she gets she doesn't want


A warm breeze carried her scent to me
She said: Ý¢â❝¬Ý❝I know I've hurt youÝ¢â❝¬ï¢˝
She took my hand and sighed
Ý¢â❝¬Ý❝But in the middle of the night you will think of meÝ¢â❝¬ï¢˝