Lyrics

When the sand's close at hand and the sea is touching me I feel much happier Than I've ever felt And a long time goes by and I'm floating in the sky And I wish you could be Wish you could be Wish you could be here And if you're free follow me, throw a pebble in my sea The sun will wrap you up In a pool of gold and lights in the night Reaching neon waves of sight But I wish you could be Wish you could be Wish you could be here The sun, the sand, the sea are waiting on the corner Take a trip out here Hustle, bustle, shove and fuss Will greet you if you stay there I'm without a care Fresh fruit and sea fish are in abundance here But they don't allow The natives at your door selling booze Smuggled from another shore And I wish you could be Wish you could be Wish you could be here The sun, the sand, the sea are waiting on the corner Take a trip out here Hustle, bustle, shove and fuss Will greet you if you stay there I'm without a care Fresh fruit and sea fish are in abundance here But they don't allow The natives at your door selling booze Smuggled from another shore And I wish you could be Wish you could be Wish you could be here Postcard Postcard Postcard
Writer(s): Graham Nash Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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