Walking along here, hand-in-hand —
We stopped for no real reason —
The sun goes down upon the Gulf
And ambience was our ally
So much of loving is like this:
Just random, quiet moments
Where all the presses us is gone,
And nobody’s
A bad guy
Walking along here, hand-in-hand —
We stopped for no real reason —
The sun goes down upon the Gulf
And ambience was our ally
So much of loving is like this:
Just random, quiet moments
Where all the presses us is gone,
And nobody’s
A bad guy