Surfer's Paradise
By: Tyler Ross
it was an early summer in australia
the gold coast surrounded me
tall blue skies and tremendous oceans
i knew i was finally free
that's where i met you, smiling at me
you could say its magic, and i'll smile gracefully
some kind of bond that wasn't fabricated
i'll ask you tonight, if you'll take my hand
feeling so important next to you
how do you do the things you do?
the moonlight shines oh so bright
i'm back in california and you're out of sight
eighteen hours, i'll still write to you
maybe some days, you'll think of me too
far from home, but i've earned this life
the best day i had was in surfer's paradise
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