Lets take a break.

Comes, goes, comes, goes.
As the sand embraces the fullfilling dream,
water just splashes between.

Goes, comes, goes, comes.
No regrets, the salt heals all wounds with a grin
again all the process begins.

Comes, goes, comes, goes.
All the hopes and sorrows they dance with the tide
till they get tanned with the sun.

Goes, comes, goes, comes,
if the sand it brings you the moonlight instead,
think with your heart, not your head.