Lyrics:

Out Of The Mist Lips I Have Kissed Call Tenderly
out Of The West, Hands I Have Pressed Beckon To Me
over The Sea Waiting For Me Lonely And Blue
somebody Sighs, Somebody Cries, I Love You, I Love You

drifting In Dreams, Drifting It Seems Back To The Shore
where Hand In Hand Over The Sand We'll Stroll Once More
heart Of My Heart, We'll Never Part, I Hear Her Say
but With The Dawn My Dreams Have Gone Astray

i Hear The Voice Of My Land
a-Callin' Me It Seems
those Fair Hawaiian Islands
my Isle Of Golden Dreams

i Hear The Voice Of My Land
a-Callin' Me It Seems
those Fair Hawaiian Islands
my Isle Of Golden Dreams