Song On The Sand

Do you recall that windy little beach
we walked along?
That afternoon in Fall
That afternoon we met?

A fellow with a concertina sang
What was the song?
It's strange what we recall
And odd what we forget.

I heard
La da da da da da da
As we walked on the sand
I heard
La da da da da da da
I believe it was early September.

Though the crash of the weaves
I could tell that the words were romantic
Something about sharing
Something about always.

Though the years race along
I still think of our song on the sand
And I still try and search for the words
I can barely remember.

Though the time tumbles by
There is one thing that I am forever
Certain of
I hear
La da da da da da da
Da da da da da da
And I'm young and in love.

I believe it was early September
Though the crash of the weaves
I could tell that the words were romantic
Something about sharing
Something about always.

Though the years race along
I still think of our song on the sand
And I still try and search for the words
I can barely remember.

Though the time tumbles by
There is one thing that I am forever
Certain of
I hear
La da da da da da da
Da da da da da da
And I'm young and in love...

Da da da da da da
And I'm young and in love...