I no longer live in Ocean Park
Though I am never far from that place
Kept close in the quiet corners of my heart
Instead it seems I spend my days in passing
From a place I do not love to somewhere I don't want to be
And in my dreams there is you
So far away
Farther even than Ocean Park
With it's salt sting and morning fog
Known far too well
I dream of you, your eyes, your hand
The gentle hint of your smile
Replacing Ocean Park
In the quiet corners of my heart
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