Gran Sol - Marlango

He walks out each morning

He knows where he’s going

It will take ten days to get to the desert in the sea

And she’ll stay home waiting

And she’ll stay home praying

That the sand turned liquid won’t take him away

I, I suppose that’s normal

I, I suppose that’s average

But I, I refuse to think that’s life for me

She walks out at night

She knows where she’s at

And she’ll take her dress off if anyone thinks

She’s worths twenty-five or more

That’s how it goes

I, I suppose that’s normal

I, I suppose that’s average

And I, I refuse to think that’s life for me

And she’ll stay home waiting

And he’ll stay home praying

That the streets will bring her back

Safe and sound

I, I suppose that’s normal

I, I suppose that’s average

But I, I refuse to think that’s life for me

Life for me