She's Gone to Live on the Mountain

Seagulls are flying so low
Listening to Jamaica on my radio
Sittin' on the dock of the blue lagoon
Watching the fishermen pull and shout
Trying so hard just to figure it out
Oh honey, why’d you have to leave me so soon?
She’s gone to live up on the mountain
To the ice and the snow
And a life that I don’t understand
Lord, I’m dying here on the island
With my toes in the sea
And my heart stuck in the sand
Night will come to me again
Big yellow moon my only friend
God I’ve killed and survived another day
I need your blue eyes and curls that shine
Someday I’m going to make that climb
Sweet Ernest did you ever feel this Hemingway
She’s gone to live up on the mountain
To the ice and the snow
And a life that I don’t understand
Lord, I’m dying here on the island
With my toes in the sea
And my heart stuck in the sand
She’s gone to live up on the mountain
To the ice and the snow
And a life that I don’t understand
Lord, I’m dying here on the island
With my toes in the sea
And my heart stuck in the sand
With my toes in the sea
And my heart stuck in the sand