I’ll Meet You

I’ll meet you –

Where we can run our hands
Along St James’ cool brick walls
Or to the marketplace we’d go
Check out what they got in store

Take a stroll down the boulevard
With the sea in the breeze
Then walk with me along the beach
As the sun sets from the East.

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