When I came to this town

I was not yet a man

Still green from the grass I once played in

A mere twenty-one years

With a lot left to learn

Far away from my home by the ocean



A naive little boy who got caught in a trap

Of too many good times and diversions

Well I slipped and I fell

And I lost who I was

But I cannot return to my island



Oh I'm lost and I'm scared 

And I long for my home

For my family and friends on the island

But I cannot return

'Till I find who I am

Perhaps I'll go home when I'm sleeping.



And the lightning does crash 

And the thunder it rolls

As the storm comes across

From the harbour

WHere the cruise ships are tied 

With the big corporate Yachts

But no fishging boats roll

On the whitecaps



So I'm watching the storm 

Is it calling me back

I can feel it well up from inside me

And it's guiding my hand

With my pen or the strings

And it's leading me back to my island



Oh I'm lost and I'm scared 

And I long for my home

For my family and friends on the island

But it won't be long now

'Till I'm given the choice

So until I can choose I'll keep going