I am stuck in L.A through the week, and canÂ’t get away
And youÂ’re alone on the pier in West Palm Beach on your holiday
Stormy nights re-awake the stomachache that IÂ’ve acquired
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I am stuck in L.A through the week, and canÂ’t get away
And youÂ’re alone on the pier in West Palm Beach on your holiday
Stormy nights re-awake the stomachache that IÂ’ve acquired
From feeling down, things look grim and IÂ’m so sick, of being tired
Apartment lights go dark, and itÂ’s depressing but what can I do?
Midnight streets feel dead, when I am so used to driving with you
Brighter lights fill the nights and bluer skies reflect in your eyes
As I inspect and analyze all these dreams I donÂ’t recognize
If youÂ’re still up when the ships in the port, prepare to set sail
Comb the beach and put those blue flowers up in your ponytail
Inside my head your voice is still resounding but what can I do?
The empty rooms feel cold when I am so used to being with you
Count the stars, watch the waves, absorb the summer sun and think of me
When you explore hidden coves and tiny island chains throughout the sea
Can you still hear my voice when IÂ’m outside from over the phone?
For what its worth darling dear, I wish you were here ‘cause I feel alone
When you were home, wed sing but since youÂ’ve left I donÂ’t hear anything
And though I feel so sad I canÂ’t believe things are really that bad
Old captains and brand new cruise ships
Sailing over the briny sea
When I crash my beloved desk job
And swim through the debris
IÂ’ll cut loose and leave this madhouse
Bound for the Atlantic blue
IÂ’ll stroll down your tree-lined driveway
And sail the ocean with you
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