[Verse 1]
She's salty when she whispers near the shore
Always has been, and she always will
Urging the surf to crash and gulls to soar
Small price to pay for the thrill
[Chorus]
And much
Much to your dismay
Black and white with a touch of gray
Then you watch her fade away
Now go
Go on as only you know
Just like the trees you'll grow
Just like the breeze she'll flow
Chase the wind
[Verse 2]
She dances through the willows and the pines
And rustles her fingers through your hair
She loves to sing her story through the grapevine
And waltz across the bay without a care
[Bridge]
And though she may be cold now
Seasons change
She'll turn around