As a child I used to play all day in the waves.
Later that night lying in my bed,
The sand and the sea still inside my head.
I asked my father "Daddy, what can it be?"
And he said, "There's water in you just like the sea. It's movin' and groovin' to the rhythm of the ocean."
Hear the rhythm, rhythm of the ocean,
Hear it calling your name.
Feel the rhythm, rhythm of the ocean,
Movin' and groovin' to the wind and the rain.
As a man, I had to live far from the sea.
I thought it was destiny,
I wanted prosperity.
And at the time, I used to have the most wonderful dream:
Late at night lying in my bed,
Movin' and groovin' to the rhythm of the ocean.
Hear the rhythm, rhythm of the ocean,
Hear it calling your name.
Feel the rhythm, rhythm of the ocean,
Movin' and groovin' to the wind and the rain.
Hear the rhythm, rhythm of the ocean,
Hear it right where you are.
Feel the rhythm, rhythm of the ocean,
Rockin' and rolling to moon and the stars.
In the distance I could hear that roar
Was it in my head?
A second later crashing through the door;
Surf is up in my own room!
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Just remember this story about the waves,
Palm tree sway, sand, and sea,
Movin' and groovin' to the rhythm of the ocean.
Hear the rhythm, rhythm (can you hear the rhythm?)
Feel the rhythm, rhythm.
Feel the rhythm, rhythm,
Movin' and groovin, rocking and a'rollen.
Hear the rhythm, rhythm of the ocean,
Hear it calling your name.
Feel the rhythm, rhythm of the ocean,
Movin' and groovin' to the wind and the rain.
Hear the rhythm, rhythm of the ocean,
Hear it right where you are.
Feel the rhythm, rhythm of the ocean,
Rockin' and rolling to moon and the stars.
Rhythm, rhythm, rhythm of the ocean rhythm rhythm (can you hear the rhythm)