The beach was bright and beautiful
The sand was so pristine
We walked the shore a mile or more
And held hands as the waves washed our feet

The journeys were amazing
The time was slow and sweet
The memories last even now
And remind me of simpler things

But somehow things have changed now
The beach is not as it used to be
They tore down that old restaurant
That we went to by the bay

I can stand in the same spot
But it is not the same place
I can remember the laughter
But cannot hear it well

Our ocean seems to cry out
As I watch it from far away
Like a world I cannot get back to
As we journey on ahead

Is there a way to hold onto
The sands as they slip by?
Is there a way to recapture
the reason why?