Back To The Island

I want to go back where the warm winds blow
And the sun puts on a show at suppertime
Where that fat old moon will be shining on me soon
And the stars are Spanish silver in the night
Where the soft summer rain hits like a hurricane
When I look into your cocoa brown eyes
I want to take your hand along the sand
And make love with you again beneath that sky

Back to the island, I'll be smiling
Come high tide I'll be free
Back to the island, I'll be lying
By my baby, by the sea

The palm trees are burning in the freezing breeze
On the seven seas neon sign next door
The ship lies ragged and ready in the harbour
In the travel folders laying on the floor
If I pray and say it right, I might sail away again with you tonight
And meet you till the morning light on the shore
You'll be my island in the stream if only in my dreams
And once more I'll be your conquistador

Back to the island, I'll be smiling
Come high tide I'll be free
Back to the island, I'll be lying
By my baby, by the sea

Back to the island, I'll be smiling
Come high tide I'll be free
Back to the island, I'll be lying
By my baby, by the sea