Texty: Kim Carnes. Jamaica Sunday Morning.
Jamaica Sunday morning, April 1803
Children at the harbor waitin' to see
There beyond the breakers heading into view
Sunlight in your sails, it was you
But paradise is closed today
Till the moon is full and it pulls the tide
After all these years, love is still alive
She still waits on the other side
The captain tried to warn the men
As he tried to mend the sails
But a whim of the wind was too much for him
And he failed
And at the same time, on the shoreline
She was waiting for her captain
And she never believed it
When they told her what had happened
Paradise is closed today
Till the moon is full and it pulls the tide
After all these years, love is still alive
She still waits on the other side
Jamaica Sunday morning, April 1803
Children at the harbor waitin' to see
There beyond the breakers heading into view
Sunlight in your sails, it was you
Children at the harbor waitin' to see
There beyond the breakers heading into view
Sunlight in your sails, it was you
But paradise is closed today
Till the moon is full and it pulls the tide
After all these years, love is still alive
She still waits on the other side
The captain tried to warn the men
As he tried to mend the sails
But a whim of the wind was too much for him
And he failed
And at the same time, on the shoreline
She was waiting for her captain
And she never believed it
When they told her what had happened
Paradise is closed today
Till the moon is full and it pulls the tide
After all these years, love is still alive
She still waits on the other side
Jamaica Sunday morning, April 1803
Children at the harbor waitin' to see
There beyond the breakers heading into view
Sunlight in your sails, it was you
Kim Carnes