Star dance
Staggering over the beach
Drunk as a skunk on Old Monk
The warm wash from the waves
Rushes over my ankles and steals my flip flops
The bar sounds behind me mingle with the crash of the waves.
On nights such as these
I can see to the bottom of my heart
I can swim to the horizon
And touch the moon
On nights like these
I can dance with the stars
