Something to Talk About - Two People

Stings like sand on my feet

I can hardly hear you over the

Throbbing in the summer night heat

Maybe if we weren’t sober

Stings like sand on my feet

I can hardly hear you over the

Throbbing in the summer night heat

Maybe if we weren’t sober

This is my friend

We haven’t met yet

Take time to say that again

I know it’s just in my head

And Point Leo never had swell

It’s the same now

Not that I could surf anyway

It was just something to talk about

At last breaking through trees

The morning burns truth through me

And you said

More than often I’m still

With you, but just in my head

And Point Leo never had swell

It’s the same now

Not that I could surf anyway

It was just something to talk about

Stings like sand on my feet

I can hardly hear you over the

Throbbing in the summer night heat

Maybe if we weren’t sober

Stings like sand on my feet

I can hardly hear you over the

Throbbing in the summer night heat

Maybe if we weren’t sober

Something to talk about

It was just something to talk about

Something to talk about

It was just something to talk about