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"Boracay Blue"
There's an island, only one I often dream about---So Green and golden, in the sun, It leaves me little doubt---Though What makes me feel that there's no place I would rather be Is the blue of the sky stretching over me, As it meets deep blue-green of clear coral sea. It's the Boracay Blue, Dreaming of You It's the Blue . . . Sometimes lonely, in my room Amid the city lights---When Life is only, I assume, A mere few days and nights---Then I go where palm fronds are swaying in the setting sun, Sifting sand through my toes---we are all but one, And the mangoes are sweetest when day is done, For the Boracay Blue, Deep clear and true, It's the Blue . . . What makes me feel that there's no place I would rather be Is the blue high above watching over me, Even gray clouds of blue float above the sea. In the Boracay Blue, Dreaming of You, It's the Blue . . . lyrics by Rick Zimmerman
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