I was just a young boy on the boardwalk. 
 Beach tar on my feet. 
 My old friend Skinny Jason. 
 Was lifting weights to the heat of，
 Words of love，words of love. (*2)
 Radio playing，everyone singing words of love. 
 Words of love，words of love.
 
 We found a dollar under the old pier. 
 When the tide was still out. 
 One would wonder at the scene there. 
 Two friends，silent shouts. 
 Words of love，words of love. (*2)
 Radio playing，everyone singing words of love. 
 Words of love，words of love.
 
 Chasing distant rainbows we lost track of many things
 All the worry wasted dreams on a ship down the chain. 
 I guess that's why we keep trying again，and again. 
 Some days are perfect，just perfect. 
 Like words of love，words of love
 
 Thirty years later in an avenue jungle. 
 I turned my eyes from a taxicab window. 
 It was Ol'Jason and his radio and 
 Words of love，words of love. (*3)
 Radio playing，everyone singing words of love. 
 Words of love，words of love.