Island Letter

How did you think about me at all?

Or just happened to hear my call?

'Cause I didn't get the chance to tell you

That I would want to see you again

Oh how I miss you (Ahh)

(Yeah)

We talked about your beaches

And we laughed about your trip

To the States, what a gas

And you're here without holding a past

Could you tell that this was going to last?

Oh I want you

(Uh-huh)