Still dreamin' of the thick and green.

Salty marsh bed by the tidal stream.

Look down the ... sleepin' deep in the brush.

The night brings the hush I can hear the current

Beatin' by the leaves of the cyprus trees.

The insects chirpin' underneath the leaves.

When you kiss me, you really kiss me.

Tell me how-ow-oo-ow can you resist me?

Did we ever really leave?

This is all I really need.

Did we ever really leave?

This is all I really need.