Beneath the azure sky, we chase the sun,
Sand between our toes, laughter on our tongues,
The ocean whispers secrets to the shore,
As we dance through waves, forevermore.
Oh, sing, my heart, sing of endless rays,
Of flip-flops, ice cream, and lazy afternoons,
For every seashell holds a memory,
A sunbeam captured in its fragile tunes.
We build castles from dreams and driftwood,
Seagulls as our audience, the breeze our hood,
Sunsets paint the horizon in tangerine and gold,
As summer's warmth wraps us in stories untold.
And when the fireflies emerge, blinking bright,
We strum guitars by campfires, under starlight,
The crickets join our chorus, harmonizing,
Echoing love's melody, forever mesmerizing.
Oh, sing, my heart, sing of endless rays,
Of flip-flops, ice cream, and lazy afternoons,
For every seashell holds a memory,
A sunbeam captured in its fragile tunes.
As August waltzes with September's breeze,
We'll carry summer's warmth in our hearts,
A song of sunsets, seashores, and sweet serenity,
Golden days etched in sand, where love imparts.
