michael w. smith
lamu
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 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 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 They can be so inviting Heaven here on earth But here on earth But I hear you telling 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 thru And it's killing you (when you run to)  Lamu, far away Leave the pain far behind you Hoping it won't find you Lamu, far away You say it's there that you can run From the one inside of you