Here we are: on a boat out on the sea, off the coast of Africa,
Heading for peaceful shores, with a cast of strangers to an island hideaway,
And I hear you telling me of the place we soon will be: a rebirth from life's demise,
Where the world is still, it's ideal, anything you dream is real,
It's hotel paradise, and you say it's nice when you run to...
Lamu, far away,
Leave the pain far behind you, hoping it won't find you in...
Lamu, far away,
You say it's there that you can run from the one inside of you.
So here we are: on an island, in the sea, near the coast of Africa,
And when it's right, Lamu nights, it can be so inviting: Heaven here on Earth,
But I hear you telling me this is everything you need; well, I don't think it's true,
'Cause the way you feel isn't real,
You attempt to try and fill the void that's digging through, and it's killing you when you run to...
Lamu, far away,
Though that pain was behind you, it can even find you in...
Lamu, far away,
Because you never can run from the one inside of you.
I hear you telling me of the place we soon will be: a rebirth from life's demise,
Where the world is still, it's ideal, anything you dream is real,
It's hotel paradise, and you say it's nice when you run to...
Lamu, far away,
Leave the pain far behind you, hoping it won't find you in...
Lamu, far away,
Though that pain was behind you, it can even find you in...
Lamu, far away,
Because you never can run from the one inside of you.
