Spring time, southwestern wind,
Familiar friend, shine on me again,
Winters gone, so don’t ya fear,
A new days born, as the light appears,
Freedom, its plain to see,
Is in the air, of an ocean breeze,
Its in a sunrise, down by the bay,
To lift my spirits, and take me away,
Sandbridge, setting up the lines,
The exhileration, is of a spiritual kind,
Low tide, will be here soon,
The oceans garden, is in full bloom…