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Cold brass doorknob turns in my hand I step off the deck worn smooth from the sand The sun hits my face on the breeze I can taste the salt The sky disappears in the blue of the sea The beach like snow but it's hot on my feet I'm so far from there but I don't care I can see it all Oh why are these memories picking me? That pretty cotton dress and sand on your feet There's waves in my heart and I can't even start to forget it That memory is very pacific You slip from your dress, and I change from my tux We ran through the rice, waved goodbye, wished us luck We're finally alone and we've barely slept at all I remember your hair in my hands on your face Your head in my lap in the seat on the plane And I woke you up to show you the blue ocean Oh why are these memories picking me? That pretty cotton dress and sand on your feet There's waves in my heart and I can't even start to forget it That memory is very pacific SongtexteWe agreed to disagree We agreed that I should leave Blame it all on love gone wrong And Mexico and being young But now I know, that I never let go Oh why are these memories picking me? That pretty cotton dress and sand on your feet There's waves in my heart and I can't even start to forget it Ohhh why are these memories picking me? That pretty cotton dress and sand on your feet There's waves in my heart and I can't even start to forget it That memory is very pacific Oh my memory is very pacific Yeah, pacific Ohhh Ooooo Aus Songtexte Mania