Lone Palm

My garden is filled with papayas and mangos My life is a mixture of reggaes and tangos Taste for the good life I can't live it no other way While out on the beach there are two empty chairs That say more than the people who ever sit there From under my lone palm I can look out on the day Where no bird flies by my window No ship is tied to my tree Love is a wave building to a crescendo Ride if you will, ride it with me I knew this girl made of memories and phrases Who lived her whole life in both chapters and stages Danced 'til the dawn Wished all her worries away Well she wasn't crazy, no she wasn't mad She just wanted the father that she never had From under my lone palm I think about her today Where no bird flies by my window No ship is tied to my tree Love is a wave building to a crescendo Ride if you will, ride it with me We sailed from the port of indecision Young and wild with oh so much to learn Days turned into years As we tried to fool our fears But to the port of indecision I returned My gardens are filled with papayas and mangos My life is a mixture of jingles and jangles Come Christmas winds Blow all my worries away Where no bird flies by my window No ship is tied to my tree Love is a wave building to a crescendo Ride if you will, ride it with me Sing if you will, sing to the sea (No bird flies by my window) (No ship is tied to my tree)