Edie Brickell & New Bohemians Follow

I'm glad no one's here to mess it up for me
I'm glad no one's here, just me by the sea
But man, I wish I had a hand to hold

I saw an orange starfish on the side of a rock
I poked on his back and tried to pull him off
A crab scared me away, he ran close to my toes
And man, I wish I had a hand to hold

The moon is nowhere, almost time for the sun
The voice of the waves sound anciently young
I'm a prisoner of freedom, ten toes in the sand
And man, I wish I had a hand to hold

I'm in the habit of being alone
I try hard to break it, I can't on my own

I'm glad no one's here, just me by the sea
I'm glad no one's here to mess it up for me
I'm glad no one's here, just me by the sea
But man, I wish I had a hand to hold

I'm glad no one's here to mess it up for me
I'm glad no one's here, just me by the sea