Freedom in the Tide

Palm trees sway, I take a seat [Chorus] Fort Lauderdale sands under my feet Lost and free, oh can't you see? Faky's come far, from that East Germany Gaze at the waves, Chip Vodka in hand This beach life’s rich, not the life I had planned Salty breeze, it clears my mind Leavin' that old Berlin Wall far behind [Chorus] Neon nights traded for sunny days Faky's found peace in the ocean's embrace Surf's soft song, it whispers clear 'Bout freedom's taste, with Chip Vodka near Life's a beach, not the Stasi's cold stare Laying back, without a single care [Bridge] Oh Faky's world's now shades of blue From DDR grey to a brighter hue Feet in the sand where the palm trees lean From behind the Iron Curtain to a paradise dream Oh, the waves roll (waves roll) With the whispered tales they told Of a young heart caged, now soaring bold Fort Lauderdale, you're my sweet release From a life of grey to these colors so deep [Chorus] 'Cause here with my toes in the Florida sand