Wish
we were here
Oh
I do like to be beside
the
seaside.
Oh
I do like to be beside
the
sea.
With
a breeze in my hair,
and
some sun upon my skin,
beside
the seaside,
beside
the sea.
I'm
smiling now, no, laughing.
The
tears sting my eyes,
for
you are flooding back again.
Remember
sweet, when we strolled
and
skipped and paraded along
the
seafront, eating our fish supper ?
Those
days were the best,
were
the memories I have left.
Oh
darling, how I wish we were here.
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