Cinerama - Pacific

And what she gets she doesn't want
And what she gets she doesn't want


We swam across the bay
A single ‘plane flew across the sky
Then we lay on our backs and made pictures with the clouds
I tasted the ocean when I kissed her fingers



And what she gets she doesn't want
And what she gets she doesn't want


A warm breeze carried her scent to me
She said: “I know I’ve hurt you�?
She took my hand and sighed
“But in the middle of the night you will think of me�?