She caught my eye. 
We talked in metaphors.
She kept me smile.
We stood along the shore.
As boats passed by, 
we would improvise about a trip to reefs and isles.
We made a voyage of discovery.
She discovered the reflection of the colored fish on the surface of the sea.

She knows. She knows 
about the good life.
Cuz, she knows she knows 
about the bad life.

She knows. She knows 
about the good life.
She knows she knows 
about the bad life.

She knows. She knows 
about the good life.
She knows she knows 
about the bad life.

In my dream a mermaid came alive.
Her head appeared for a sec, 
then she took another dive

She knows. She knows 
about the good life.
Cuz, she knows she knows 
about the bad life.

She knows. She knows 
about the good life.
She knows she knows 
about the bad life.

She caught my eye 
We talked in metaphors.
She kept me smile.
We stood along the shore.
As boats passed by.
We would improvise. 
About a trip to reefs and isles.
We sat down on a bench to see the sun.
We talked,  we talked and we talked.
I did what you would have done.

She knows. She knows 
about the good life.
Cuz, she knows she knows 
about the bad life.

She knows. She knows 
about the good life.
She knows she knows 
about the bad life.

I love the way she moves.
I love the way she moves.


Tekst en muziek: peter lesage
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