I've dreamed of this so many times A guitar full of tunes And a mind full of rhymes The echo from stone walls With stories to tell Patient and quiet In low-price motell Wild animals sleeping On the stairs There's no need to hide And there's no need to fear The sun goes up early To hit the bedroom wall I'm walking slow In a town so small Friends and strangers Have gathered to eat They're still relaxing With free bare feet Laughing and smiling All the way to the beach We greet the strangers That we meet in the streets