I think about you more than you know
But I find it hard to tell you so
I often wonder why that should be
There's a doubt in my mind how you think of me

'Cos you.. you are so English
A gentleman
And you... you treat me like lady should be treated
And I like it

The wind in my hair the sea in my eyes
And you by my side what a surprise
And part of me wants to cave in
Too late to hold back
I've fallen in

My spirit flies to dance by the sea
And I follow in our footsteps, you and me
I watch us walking, holding hands
And my spirit does cartwheels in the sand