The smell of the saltwater blew on the breeze,
In an endless night of stars kissing the sea.
She was an angel dancing on the waves.
In an infinite world of sunsets and days.
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Dancing on Waves
The smell of the saltwater blew on the breeze,
In an endless night of stars kissing the sea.
She was an angel dancing on the waves.
In an infinite world of sunsets and days.
