John Mayer. Walk on the Ocean. Zeneszám

[Unverified] spotted the ocean
At the head of the trail
Where are we goin' so far away?

And somebody told me
That this is the place
Where everything's better
Everything's safe

Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Wood becomes bone

Half an hour later
We packed up our things
We said, we'd send letters
And all of those little things

And they know we were lyin'
But they smiled just the same
It seemed they'd already
Forgotten we came

Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Wood becomes bone

Walk on the ocean
Step on the stones
Flesh becomes water
Wood becomes bone

Now we're back at the homestead
Where the air makes you choke
And people don't know you
And trust is a joke

We don't even have pictures
Just memories to hold
That grow sweeter each season
As we slowly grow old