If she comes back down to earth I would welcome her home Well maybe not in person but I'll try her on the phone If you cross her path before me Send her my regards If she invites you in for kisses Be sure to kiss her hard La la la Andrea La la la la la la Andrea La la la Andrea La la la la la la Andrea Funny how I wrote of her before she met the dust Before she laid a pretty boy in throes Of desert party lust Don't dare let on I miss her olive skin Tell her in the years since I broke me down I learned to love again La la la la Andrea La la la la la la Andrea La la la la Andrea La la la la la la Andrea You can seldom see a riptide from the shore Nor an undertow from the ocean floor I was swept away suppose I's surprised Cause I was such a stronger swimmer than all the other guys Now I lie alone with salty water in my lungs Cursing the collective I claimed to have once loved Damming up the mainstream of my soul To tread in alone in endless wading pools La la la la Andrea La la la la la la Andrea La la la la Andrea La la la la la Andrea