Six years I have been in the city
And every night I dream of the sea
They say home is where you find it
Will this place ever satisfy me [bad word] from the salt water people
We always live by the sea
Now I'm down here living in the city
With my man and a family
My island home, my island home
My island home, is waiting for me x 2
In the evening dry wind blows
From the hills and across the plains
I close my eyes and I'm standing
In a boat on the sea again
And I'm holding that long turtle spear
And I feel I'm close now to where it must be
My island home is waiting for me [bad word] from the salt water people
We always live by the sea
Now I'm down here living in the city
With my man and the family
My island home, my island home
My island home, is waiting for me x 2
My island home, my island home
My island home, is waiting for me x 2
My island home x 4