Lyrics

Counting ships on the sea Collecting numbers in the breeze Of every lazy wave of water on the shore In summer sky what man could ask for more Digging holes in the sand In search of some forgotten land Just in case I may discover something there I could tell the busy world But I don't think a busy world would care (Chorus) For I'm just a man, an ordinary man With a handful of sand, and a dream Strange as it may seem I'm an ordinary man That's all I am I'm counting ships on the sea I'm still collecting numbers in the breeze Of every lazy wave of water on the shore In summer sky what man could ask for morе Digging holes in the sand In search of my forgottеn buried land It's just in case I may discover something there I could tell the busy world But I don't think a busy world, they would care (Repeat Chorus)