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Thank God It's Not Friday - Letter to My Best Friend from the Beach Lyrics



Thank God It's Not Friday - Letter to My Best Friend from the Beach Lyrics
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Hello, it's been a while
I knew who I was this morning
But I've changed a few times
I know I'm out some miles
But hear me out I'll make this story worthwhile
I fell asleep on Twenty Three and I arrived to this isle
But not before I saw the ocean could be so vile
Now I know
Oh my dear Alice
I know you are far away
But when I hear these waves
I feel you are with me
And I know, I know you are far away
But you should see
How the whales call to me
And the waves come to me
Home or fantasy?
Sand in the sand
And a beach in a beach
I've walked
More miles
The past few days than I have all my life
And I've talked
To my insides
And I've seen things I couldn't ever in my eyes
You know you said you didn't care where you wound up
As long as you could leave the culture of Red Cup
I said don't mind the route
But I take it back I see there's one way out
You've got to look way past your shore and your foam
And you'll find you were underwater all along
Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle
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Hello, it's been a while
I knew who I was this morning
But I've changed a few times
I know I'm out some miles
But hear me out I'll make this story worthwhile
I fell asleep on Twenty Three and I arrived to this isle
But not before I saw the ocean could be so vile
Now I know
Oh my dear Alice
I know you are far away
But when I hear these waves
I feel you are with me
And I know, I know you are far away
But you should see
How the whales call to me
And the waves come to me
Home or fantasy?
Sand in the sand
And a beach in a beach
I've walked
More miles
The past few days than I have all my life
And I've talked
To my insides
And I've seen things I couldn't ever in my eyes
You know you said you didn't care where you wound up
As long as you could leave the culture of Red Cup
I said don't mind the route
But I take it back I see there's one way out
You've got to look way past your shore and your foam
And you'll find you were underwater all along
Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle
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Writer: Yaiza Lopez Garcia San Roman
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