When I was young in Amalfi Coast The music surrounding plays, with a bright

I felt the pebbles beneath me, culture of love,

Smooth and in place, As I drive the lemon gelato,
As I look up to the beautiful view Tart and sweet throughout.
The fumes of a newly lit cigarette surrounds me
When I went to Amalfi Coast,
I feel like spritz of sea waves, When I was young in Amalfi Coast,
Refreshing as it touches my face, I jump off the big black rock,
As I smell the sea breeze, all cooling and clean My body hits the cold refreshing water,
The waves crash, hitting my back
I feel the warm sun beating all over me,
I hear the laughter and chatter, telling their The bright sun melts in the sea,
I see the Amalfi Coast,
own stories,
When I take a bite in the crisp pizza with fresh My second home I eyed.
Breezes pass me, as my hair wraps
tomatoes and fresh mozzarella
around my head
When I went to Amalfi coast, My time is slowly fading,
The cotton candy skies, fading with glee, Taking in every last breath In Amalfi,
I hear the waves crash swooshing in its glories, Watching the sunset,
As the fresh foods, of the brick oven cuisine waft As I embrace my culture
around me surrounding me

The calming breeze, running around free My last moments,

As the warm and bitter expresso travels down my Surrounded by the beautiful scene,
throat, Devastated to say goodbye but it’s
The pastel homes vibrant, each with their individual my time to go,
stories inside, A trip always remembered
The seagulls squawk flying high above the water