Skye Jamaica Days
The ships, they sail on
On my wallpaper wall
I don't know why
London rains fall
Jamaica days call
I don't know why
Your eyes are blinding my urban ways
I need to know your sunshine rays
I don't know why
The silver in my night
Is your silver hair and my flight
I don't know why
For the price of eleven quid
Mama traveled as a kid away from home
Don't know why
Your eyes are brightness just like mine
Too much silence, too much time
I don't know why
Your eyes are blinding my urban ways
I need to know Jamaica days
I don't know why
The ships, they sail on
My wallpaper wall
Mama, I know why
