The Island - Jim Messina

Have you walked on the city street?

And looked close at the people you meet?

Is there a trace of a smilin' face that you can see?

I recall how it used to be

When the poor were free to be

I remember the time when there wasn’t the crime or the hustle and greed

There’s so much that I remember

Like the simple joy of knowing your neighbour next door

I long to see the rainbows as they bridge across the sky

And hold the hand of the woman I love so

Take me back to the place the leeward face of the island

To the sunset skies and the smiling eyes I love

Just as sure as the sun up above is brightly shining

I’ll be flying again like a gull on the wind

I’ll be coming home to you

There’s so much that I remember

Like the simple joys and breathing the clean fresh air

I long to see the deep blue bay from the black cliffs by the sea

And hold the hand of the woman I love so

Take me back to the place the leeward face of the island

To the moonlit nights and the harbour lights I love

Just as sure as the stars up above are brightly shining

I’ll be flying again like a gull on the wind

I’ll be coming home to you

I’ll be flying again like a gull on the wind

I’ll be coming home to you