Lamu - Michael W. Smith

Here we are on a boat out on the sea

Off the coast of Africa

Heading for peaceful shores

With a cast of strangers

To an island hideaway

I hear you telling me

Of the place we soon will be

A rebirth from life’s demise

Where the world is still — it’s ideal

Anything you dream is real

It’s Hotel Paradise

And you say it’s nice (when you run to)

Lamu — far away

Leave the pain far behind you

Hoping it won’t find you

Lamu — far away

You say it’s there that you can run

From the one inside of you

So here we are on an island in the sea

Near the coast of Africa

And when it’s right — Lamu nights

They can be so inviting

Heaven here on earth

But here on earth

But I hear you telling

This is everything you need

Well, I don’t think it’s true

Cause the way you feel isn’t real

You attempt to try and fill

The void that’s digging thru

And it’s killing you (when you run to)

Lamu — far away

Tho' that pain was behind you

It can even find you in

Lamu — far away

Because you never can run

From the one inside of you