Red Rocks

Well the rocks they are red A we walk to the shore And some people are Home from working To lie in the late afternoon How high kites fly, laughter Floats through air As those drunken evenings Vanish as my soul soars For what are you searching And when will it arrive? Is it right that your true love Suffers by your side? Well the rocks they are red As we walk onto the shore And some people are Home from working To lie in the late afternoon Oh oh, oh oh oh