All, all we, all, all, always never tell her It's the same old story in this tug of war We go back and forth, we go back and forth But it ain't good for me, what we do this for? We go back and forth, walk through this road Oh, whoa (we go back and forth,

And we'll build this love from the ground up For worse or for better And I will be all you need Beside you I'll stand through the good and the bad We'll give all that we have Now 'til forever it's all of me, all of you Just take my hand And I'll be the

Lives tremble on and on Where we were, when this all began I pretend I am better I disconnect The sway of distance A suffering march We usher burdens that see us through Blinding light emanates guiding me from within For I am just part of who I was back

Tropical the island breeze All of nature wild and free This is where I long to be La isla bonita And when the samba played The sun would set so high Ring through my ears and sting my eyes Your Spanish lullaby Last night I dreamt of San Pedro

I'm better off now that you're gone There'll be no sleepless nights, I'll be alright from now on I'm through with this, I'll forget your kiss and move on I threw away a lifetime, you laughed and called it a sin There ain't ever gonna be a way to work it

And the sun will rise Dawn will break through the blackest night Distant in its glow This shall pass be still and know In this struggle Are we dead or alive? Freedom is not existence It's why we survive Shake our grief

La, la, la, la We'll thank this small hotel With a wishing well I wish that we were there One room bright and neat Complete for us to share Looking through the window You can see a distant steeple

Need more and more The slave becomes the master New consequence machine Burn through all your gasoline Asylum overtime The end of the line Hooked into this deceiver Into the endless fever

Trade baby blues for wide eyed browns I sleep with your old shirts And walk through this house in your shoes You know it's strange It's a strange way of saying That I know I'm supposed to love you I'm supposed to love you Let me see your moves Things

Tropical the island breeze All of nature wild and free This is where I long to be La isla bonita And when the samba played The sun would set so high Ring through my ears and sting my eyes Your Spanish lullaby Last night I dreamt of San Pedro