Hey babe it’s me, I’m talking on the boardwalk, the full moon’s glist’ning.
On the beach there’s rhythm song, a tasty merengue beat that makes me dream.
But I don’t like the wait, when I have to peel, away slowly what I feel, I start to reel, Shortly after I retry.
Time and paper, Time and paper, Time and paper, Time and paper.
Why be afraid if I’m not alone?
Though life is never easy, the rest is unknown.
And up to now for me, it’s been hands against stone.
Spent each and every moment searching for what to believe