Kings Of Convenience - Cayman Island Lyrics
Through the alleyways to cool off in the shadowsThen into the street following the waterThere's a bearded man paddling in his canoeLooks as if he has come all the way from the Cayman IslandsThese canals, it seems, they all go in circlesPlaces look the same, and we're the only differenceThe wind is in your hair, it's covering my viewI'm holding on to you, on a bike we've hired until tomorrowIf only they could see, if only they had been hereThey would understand, how someone could have chosenTo go the length I've gone, to spend just one day ridingHolding on to you, I never thought it would be this clear