Lyrics

tropical depression

I felt your waves of love coming over me
and roll right back out to the sea
ya, I brought you here
and I watched you leave
now I’m an island to myself
surrounded by everybody else
consoled only by
‘ritas of top shelf

I felt your pressure build over open seas
I let you go so easily
without a wave goodbye
without a ‘come on back to me’
now I’m just waiting for the storm
until then I’ll sit forlorn
there’s still enough sunshine
and rum to keep me warm

and there’s a tropical depression moving in on me
feet in the sand, under palms
and there’s no better place to be
ya to wait for you to return to me

you were a thunderhead, a cloud of black
you left me cold like a heart attack
now I’m warming up to you
never coming back
I’ve got my toes deep in the sands
there’s a pretty girl shooting me a glance
I think I’ll just kick back
and watch the locals dance

and there’s a tropical depression blowing over me
feet in the sand, under palms
and there’s no better place to be
if you never do return to me

C2009 Christian Neff, David Blake Foster, Dennis Livingston, Scott Olsen