When you pass the water fountain.
When your friends come to rest.
And you dream a dream of all the things you can't forget.
Should've stayed by the hotel pool,
should've stayed there today.
But where do we go from here?
Oh, there's a mountain in my way.
There's that tidal color.
Oh, you wake me in the morning,
and I need to get back home.
Staying here makes me tired of it all.
I was talking to a friend.
And dreaming through him.
And no one questioned what we saw.
Oh, there's a mountain in my way.
There's that tidal color.
Are you longing to be at a place you've never seen?
A place so ordinary.
Would you start your car if you hit something in the road,
or would you just go on?

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