Every single morning
 I'd go through all my clothes
 I'd brush my teeth and comb my hair
 And put on my Dad's cologne
 I'd leave the house real early
 And get to school on time
 I'd go and sit in homeroom class
 And ditch the place by 9

 We'd meet outside the churchyard
 Underneath the willow tree
 The place where we had carved our names
 And talkedabout our dreams
 We shared the same desite
 To run away from home
 To go and find a secret place
 Where we could be alone

 Somewhere in Jamaica
 Maybe in Brazil
 On top a little mountain
 Beside a grassy hill
 Somewhere in Djakarta
 Or a Polynesian Sea
 It really didn't matter where
 If she was there with me

 We went around in circles
 About our crazy plan
 And talked about our parents
 How they'd never understand
 But it really didn't matter
 We were takin' off from home
 We knew what we were looking for
 A secret place where we could be alone

 Somewhere in Jamaica
 Maybe in Brazil
 On top a little mountain
 Beside a grassy hill
 Somewhere in Djakarta
 Or a Polynesian Sea
 Underneath a Waterfall
 Or a Euciplitus Tree

 Somewhere in Morroco
 Maybe in Peru
 In a Costa Rican Jungle
 Or in a small canoe
 Somewhere in Malaysia
 Or maybe Mosambeek
 It really didn't matter where
 If she was there with me

 Oh how we wished we were older
 Sailing through Montego bay
 Just like the Birds we would fly
 Fly to a place far away

 Somewhere in Jamaica
 Maybe in Brazil
 On top a little mountain
 Beside a grassy hill
 Somewhere in Djakarta
 Or a Polynesian Sea
 Underneath a Waterfall
 Or a Euciplitus Tree

 Somewhere in Morroco
 Maybe in Peru
 In a Costa Rican Jungle
 Or in a small canoe
 Somewhere in Malaysia
 Or maybe Mosambeek
 It really didn't matter where
 If she was there with me

 I wonder what she's doing
 Does she ever think of me
 And all the dreams that we once shared
 Beneath the Willow Tree
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