Miles

Miles and miles and miles Before we reach the sand Cacti and cacti for miles Miles of dry land Dry land We gonna make it Ooh, we gonna make it We gonna take it Ooh, we gonna take it easy Once we feel the sea breeze My lover, my maker, my breaker Take me by the hand We could go walking for miles Once we reach the sand The sand We gonna make it Ooh, we gonna make it We gonna take it Ooh, we gonna take it easy Once we leave the city We gonna make it Ooh, we gonna make it We gonna take it Ooh, we gonna take it We gonna make it Yeah we gonna make it easy Easier We gonna make it Ooh, we gonna make it We gonna take it Ooh, we gonna take it easy --- Miles - Mother Mother