i have walked i have walked beside the evening sun sinking like a stone where the mist is moving slow it walks upon the water into the shore find the anchor for this boat cast ourselves into the ocean sail to where the sun can bleach our hair where its oh so pure oh so bright oh so delicate and wild hand in hand well walk the golden sands into the shore into the storm the town will talk about the both of us oh so obviously in love no landlocked love i took my time to figure out if this was what i really want you paint my world but it taints my view of it all hand in hand well walk the golden sands into the shore into the storm the town will talk about the both of us oh so obviously in love and if you choose that you should go ill be waiting by the shore so dont be long tide is low tide is low the world is waiting for my love ill be leaving soon