I'm just sitting in the sand
With the waves at my hands

I could sit here all the day
And when the skies are all grey

I love to soak in the rain
And dream of going to Spain

Sitting on this old, wet log
Staring out at the bog

I try to forget the past
But the mem'ries they last

The memories are with me
Remember them gladly

I remember the good times
And also the bad times

I remember your smile
It stays with me awhile