She´s NOT me

tropical the island breeze, all of nature wild and freethis is where I long to be LA ISLA BONITA .And when the samba placed, the sun would set so high, ring through my ears and sting my eyes, your spanish lullaby.
I want to be where the sun warms the sky, when its time for siesta you can watch them go by. Beautiful faces, no cares in this World. Where a girl loves a boy, and a boy loves a girl.