Перевод песни Dave Falk and Lisa Housman – Pacific Shores

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Drivin' down on the highway
Feel the wind on my neck
Came in this town on a one night stand
And I ain’t ever coming back
You couldn’t see things my way
You don’t like my point of view
But maybe baby I was to blame
Tryin' to find someone else inside you
Chorus:
Still hear the Pacific shores call from far away
Saying maybe she will come back
Back to me someday
Her daddy, he was a sailor
Followed the Northern Star
Ended up in jail for fifteen years
For what started out as a fight in a downtown bar
And she tends to laugh when she’s nervous
And she cries when she’s tired
The way she always finds her way is something
That I have always admired
Chorus:
Still hear the Pacific shores call from far away
Saying maybe she will come back
Back to me someday
(Bridge)
Night time, falling down the dunes of Half Moon Bay
Our footprints glowed in the phosphorescent sand
And I left my guitar too close to the shore
And when the tide came in, it played a lonesome tune
So, I snatched it up and played you a song I hadn’t even written yet
And if I remember correctly it went a little something like this
Drivin' down on Highway 1, I feel your hand on my lap
The air is warm, your eyes are closed
And you’re taking an afternoon nap
And I wrote you a letter, sayin', «Hey I’m doing fine.»
You wrote me back, said you never took me to be
The phone talking letter writing kind.
Chorus:
Still hear the Pacific shores call from far away
Saying maybe she will come back
Back to me someday