Jamaica

When the world gets too much to carryAnd when life becomes too bizarreAnd all of my friends seem ordinaryAs compared to the RastafarNo, I can't wait to see the cityHave a drink inside my favorite barSo if you leave me, that's a pityMaybe I'm better off by farOh, JamaicaHold meCome let your arms enfold meForever and everSomeone told meLove grows Here in JamaicaLeaving you, how could I everAs I ran for the ocean ferryWell I knew I'd said my last goodbyeAnd now my life seems so contraryAs the stars fill the evening skyOh, JamaicaHold meCome let your arms enfold meForever and everSomeone told meLove growsHere in JamaicaLeaving you, how could I ever --- Jamaica - Bobby Caldwell