Looking out the aircraft window at the distant mountains Rising up from the sea Like solid water fountains I think of many times I’ve crossed these cloudy blue skies In flying boats, small planes, trading ships and sail over waters high Yes every time when I’m getting closer to Island shores once more It feels just like that first time butterflies of the lovers that we adore And as my feet touch down on the sand My memories strengthen Of the Generous hearts both past and present On this small pacific island I cannot say when I’ll return Or what fate has in store But if the sun still rises in the east I will return once more Yes every time when I’m getting closer to Island shores once more It feels just like that first time butterflies of the lovers that we adore It feels just like that first time butterflies of the lovers that we adore I cannot say when I’ll return Or what fate has in store But if the sun still rises in the east I will return once more I will return once more Yes I will return once more
