Wheel in hand, turn the key, already to go
Destination paradise, eight hours is the goal
Headlights point the way to I wanna be
In that little shack where sand meets the sea

There’s an ancient language we both understand
The spirit of the ocean crashing on the sand
Headlights point the way to where I wanna be
In that little shack where sand meets the sea

 Calling, calling, waves washing over me, waves washing over me
 Calling calling waves washing over me

Headlights point the way to where I wanna be
In that little shack where sand meets the sea

I can hear you singing a song sweet and clear
Where the sea meets the sand and sunlights up the pier
Headlights point the way to where you wait for me
In that little shack where sand meets the sea

Now the dawning paints the skies and seagulls fill the bay
Where the sand meets the sea is where my heart will stay