( Remember, remember . . . ) I heard "la, la la la, la la la," as we walked on the sand, I heard "la, la la la, la la la," it was early September, Through the crash of the waves, I could tell that the words were romantic, Somethin' about sharing, somethin' about always . . . Though the years race along, I still think of our song on the sand, And I still try to search for the words I can barely remember, Though the time tumbles by, there is one thing that I am forever certain of, I hear "la, la la la, la di da, la da da, la da dum," And I'm young and in love . . . ( la, la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la. . . ) Though the time tumbles by, there is one thing that I am forever certain of, I hear "la, la la la, la da da, la da da, la da dum," And I'm young and in love . . . ( la, la la la, la la la, la la la . . . I'm in love! )