Seagulls are flying so low Listening to Jamaica on my radio Sittin' on the dock of the blue lagoon Watching the fishermen pull and shout Trying so hard just to figure it out Oh honey, why'd you have to leave me so soon?
She's gone to live up on the mountain To the ice and the snow And a life that I don't understand Lord, I'm dying here on the island With my toes in the sea And my heart stuck in the sand
Night will come to me again Big yellow moon my only friend God I've killed and survived another day I need your blue eyes and curls that shine Someday I'm going to make that climb Sweet Ernest did you ever feel this Hemingway
She's gone to live up on the mountain To the ice and the snow And a life that I don't understand Lord, I'm dying here on the island With my toes in the sea And my heart stuck in the sand
She's gone to live up on the mountain To the ice and the snow And a life that I don't understand Lord, I'm dying here on the island With my toes in the sea And my heart stuck in the sand With my toes in the sea And my heart stuck in the sand