Okinawa, 1944

You wake up in New York City and pray the whiskey and your problems never meet With a silver edge on living you sailed away to the hills to find your peace Oh but golden lies and empty smiles Purple dreams that hold themselves on yesterdays Don't hold a place When it's only you You were my one love, baby, now you're just another ghost that's trapped in my room Selling me all these empty pictures where the figures and the faces were all that I knew Oh you packed your bags and shut the door Sailed off with nothing left to believe And a hope in a distant shore Sent a picture in a letter addressed to you I couldn't know if you'd even remember who I was I wrote I loved you and I do But just like time has passed I'm sure that you have too Now am I too late Or is there still time time to find you love In a dream I'm standing by a blossom tree watching as the flowers float away And then I see your face Oh baby, look across the water Can you see me Do you ever miss the feeling Of being home When sooner or later When you're lonely You know that you just have to pick up the phone And I'll be there We pick up in Okinawa, you say that the years have been good to me With a smile across the table, I know who you're always gonna be Well hours pass, we stumble home Kiss outside and shut the door