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I went down to the seven islands, I had promised I would meet her there with the palm trees wrapped up in silence, with that ocean in the air But sometimes when I dream of her, on that island where the sunlight hits your eyes, in the wind there's no sorrow drifting by And I wish that her eyes, oh her wonderful eyes, were there, there just for me On that island I'll be free How I wish that she still loves me, and I remember what she said How her letters used to release me, and that feeling that we shared But sometimes when I dream of her, on an island where the sunlight hits your eyes, in the wind there's no sorrow drifting by And I wish that her eyes, oh her wonderful eyes, were there, there just for me On that island I'll be free But sometimes when I dream of her, on an Island where the sunlight hits your eyes and the wind was drifting by |