Dancing on the sand, chasing cloud away
Excavator arms catch the sea salt spray
Stomping sanding prints, they'll forever stay
Your dance will never let the sky turn back to grey
You never know
We'll chase the clouds away
Spinning on the sand, reaching dizzy heights
Jump to touch the sky, you're a bird in flight
Chasing crashing waves as they ebb and flow
Remember days like this as we change and grow