The Land of the Golden Sands

Sounds to me, that you see Whats beyond, and whats to be Why don't you take my hand and show me the land, of the golden sands. Where the minds flee, and the hearts meet. Where the sun sets into the ocean slow, and comes out at dark with a shiny blue glow. The beaches are made of golden sands, and they are as long as you could ever glance. A calm soothing tune plays from the depth of the jungle, and people do nothing all day but make love and dandle. oh take me there please, I have no where to go oh take me there please, I have no where left to go There is no hope there, there is no despair Only joy and love, fill the air