you can't lose something that you never owned,
it's all in a web, getting tangled into toughness;
the strange laughter,
and what's after we get stoned?

birds on the shore, sit and wait for more.
fly over the rainbow,
then you'll know what love is for;

a toke for the ocean,
sailing thru the silence of my soul,
leaving all the commotion,
you need a dream or a goal.

my lover is the sea,
where i find the gentle roughness,
in the quiet moonlight, let me be...

hey, can i go back?
back to the nights thru the islands,
and down in Jamaica...

the slow and easy times can steal your soul away,
holding the memories, i just can't stay.
has time made me a stranger cause it keeps taking me away?