'Bolongo Bay'

Bolongo Bay

Down in the Caribean Islands
Down on Bolongo Bay
I play the guitar for the tourists
At the Plia Del Rae

Some call it Fantasy Island
I think that it must be true
There's some kind of magic
In everything that you do

	Bolongo Bay, dreamin' my time away
	You get a bottle of rum and you lie in the sun all day.
	We can sail to a beach, out of time, out of reach the whole day
	And if you think it's right I'll meet you tonight
	Down on Bolongo Bay

We all need a reason for living
A dream in the back of our minds
Yearning for some way
Of turning our water to wine

But here in this tropical heaven
I finally found a new key It's written out there
In the sun and the sand and the sea

(Repeat Chorus)

Liner Notes to Bolongo Bay

Return to CD Information Page
Return to Home