Walking alone, along the board, Walking Brighton The Sun is high and so am I I feel enlightened Mother nature's taking care of me Rocks me gently, naturally Seems like the see was put there Just for me Running upon the beaches of my childhood I should have stayed forever, if only I could Coney Island on a Sunday night Rollercoaster rides and neon lights Me and my Brighton, baby, used to do alright La la la.. Comes a time when eventualy I'll have to leave here, permanently Now that old Brighton has become A part of me La la la... Comes a time when eventualy I'll have to leave here, permanently Now that old Brighton has become A part of me Now that old Brighton has become A part of me