Beach
I'm packing very little
there's not much that I need
hitting the open highway
for the beach, the sun, the sea
heading for the border
be there early today
I know once I get there
my troubles fade away
something about the ambiance
something about that air
something about the evenings
that makes me forget what's here
Mexico, just a dream away
closer than it appears
gonna mix with the locals
maybe, I'll just stay there
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Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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