Under The Sun

Snow in my shoes
 Mid-Winter blues
 Have got me down
 (Just point me South... let's go now)
 The clothes on my back
 Are too Pasternak
 From sole to crown
 Where in the hell's the snowplow?
 Down 95
 We'll come alive
 And by the time we get somewhere
 Near Savannah
 Give Winter the slip
 It's well worth the trip
 To be togerther
 Under the sun
 Under the sun
 Stress is undone
 With every mile
 We travel down that highway
 Hot tea and songs
 It won't be long
 Till we arrive
 At our island hideaway
 Unpack the car
 See how things are
 We'll roll up all the Blinds
 To let some light in
 We've come a long way
 Small price to pay
 To be together
 Under the sun
 And every evening watch the sunset
 Oh the gardenia scent is sweet
 Remember me, I'm from out West and
 I need the heat
 Under the sun
 Over the opal sea
 Sometimes a cloud
 Sails along harmlessly
 Under the sun
 Sambaing hand-in-hand
 You and me two
 Sandpipers in the sand