While you come like a storm to me Drop the bomb on the shore for me IPhone call nothing works nothing works When it comes to thousands of words I breath So wyt so guet So wyt so guet So wyt so guet So wyt so guet I love you Sandlover While you come while you come to me I am the storm with flashing bombs in me IPhone call to make it worth to me When it comes to thousands of words I breath With you the drift, no sun, no gift, no warmth No beach to seat with drinks With you the drift, no sun, no gift No warmth No pleased to say the least All inclusive Sandlover All inclusive Sandlover