The Coast Is Clear

You say the weather in Atlanta, is foggy and gray

You're work gets harder everyday

And your new boyfriend is holding on too tight

I got a gig at the beach

A room with a view

The only thing missing here is you

Some fresh ocean breeze might ease your mind

We could walk barefoot in the warm wet sand

Take a second look at what we had

I've been thinking a lot since I've been here

Pass the neon lights and the LA haze

I'm a different man these days

So come on out

The coast is clear

I got a picture in my wallet, From back in 91

That week we spent in the Santa Belle sun

Ridnin the wave of our love

Those were good times

But somewhere gost lost, And I let you down

Young and naive I didn't know what I'd found

But do now and there ain't a doubt in my mind

We could walk barefoot in the warm wet sand

Take a second look at what we had

I've been thinking a lot since I've been here

Pass the neon lights and the LA haze

I'm a different man these days

So come on out

The coast is clear

Yet come on out

The coast is clear