Angelica & Ramone

On a morning in May On a beach outside Monterrey She walked alone in the sand With her shoes in her hand And let her mind go astray He was a Santa Cruz-boy He held his head up With pride and joy And he was riding the surf To where the sea meets the turf And every wave was his toy And then he saw her and smiled He never knew such a lovely child With a curly brown hair Flying loose in the air Looking gentle and mild She pretends to be shy And makes a motion to passing by He is handsome and strong She doesn't walk very long Turns around and says "hi!" And his name is Ramone And her name is Angelica What ever made them both reach The same spot on the beach Always will be unknown There are stories that tell That the tide has a magic swell And that the hundred year pine Has a secret divine That is sung by a shell And they smile and they know 'Cause their young bodies Tell them so That they're alone in the world Unseen and unheard For the feelings to show So in the warm morning sun While the sandpiper makes his run They make a beautiful love And the blue sky above Blessed the day that begun Two hearts that fly like a dove As seagulls are circling above Names that are carved in a stone: Angelica and Ramone And they smile and they know 'Cause their young bodies Tell them so That they're alone in the world Unseen and unheard For the feelings to show So in the warm morning sun While the sandpiper makes his run They make a beautiful love And the blue sky above Blessed the day that begun They make a beautiful love And the blue sky above Blessed the day that begun.