And what she gets she doesn't want And what she gets she doesn't want We swam across the bay A single ‘plane flew across the sky Then we lay on our backs and made pictures with the clouds I tasted the ocean when I kissed her fingers And what she gets she doesn't want And what she gets she doesn't want A warm breeze carried her scent to me She said: “I know I've hurt you†She took my hand and sighed “But in the middle of the night you will think of me