Out Of Water, I Am Nothing.

I Have Never Coasted Down A Hill Of Frozen Rain.

I Have Never Seen Snow And Do Not Know What Winter Means.

I Am Only Happy When I Am Swimming Like A Fish.

Out Of Water, I Am Nothing.

Every Day Of The Year Where The Water Is 76, Day And Night, And The Waves Roll High, I Take My Sled, Without Runners, And Coast Down The Face Of The Big Waves That Roll In At Waikiki.