Let the Island Glow

Palm trees whisper through the haze of dawn. The ocean sings,

though the money's gone. Coconut shells hold dreams willing o-o-on,

mm-mm. No gold in my hand, but the sun still shines.

The tide rolls in, erasing old li-i-ines. We got no cash,

but we got the stars. We dance to the beat of our busted guitars.

New Year's here, no riches to show, but hearts full of fire.

Let the island glow, oh, oh-oh, ee-oh,

oh-oh. Let the island glow. Laughter ripples like the waves on