BEAUTIFUL SOUTH

Everybody's talking at me / I don't hear a word they're saying / Only the echoes of my mind / People stopping staring / I can't see their faces / Only the shadows of their eyes / I'm going where the sun keeps shining / Thru' the pouring rain / Going where the weather suits my clothes / Backing off of the North East wind / Sailing on summer breeze / And skipping over the ocean like a stone