beach baby

Beach baby, beach baby, there on the sand....

I love the beach...as I start looking for where to land...I really think the beach may be calling my name!
I never feel calmer, more at peace than at the beach.

To walk at the ocean and see the vastness and the expanse of the open sea...I feel so small...I feel so humble...

After the divorce I went to the beach...that is where I went to heal...that is where I go to rest...that is where I go to figure it out.

Any question or confusion I have...all seems to disappear at the beach and it is so simple...it is so plain to see.  The answer is right in front of me.

I want to go back to the beach...real bad...I want to go back.