He's sitting beside a pine tree
With a piece of wire in his hand
He's thinking of the Spanish sea
The beach, and the sand
His mind might be a mystery
His thoughts might be out of reach
But there's something so pure about him
He has a lot for us to teach
He's looking at the forest
Free from fear, anxiety
He's not like any of the rest
There must be a world which only he can see
His mind might be a mystery
His thoughts might be out of reach
But there's something so pure about him
He has a lot for us to teach
Standing side by side at the coast
Where the wind had once blown
He's what matters to me the most
And I'll never leave him on his own
His mind might be a mystery
His thoughts might be out of reach
But there's something so pure about him
He has a lot for us to teach