California surfers gliding over the ground
Lying on the desert we would come around
Free to play along the time
I don`t know what it is
But I know it`s mine
Got to get down and take it for a ride
We`ve trying to bind this calls into a shape that we will find
Got to get down and give it to the rain
You`ll never be alone
You know we`ll meet again sometime
Rising over the hills night turns around
Counting the rays of sun that tremble at dawn
What exactly is this dream?
Some things can be destroyed in time except for me
