If memories were all I sang, I'd rather drive a truck.
Pretty Polynesian baby over the sea, I remember the night, when we walked in the sands of Waikiki and I held you oh so tight.
Yoko brought the walrus, there was magic in the air.
In the town of broken dreams the streets are filled with regret, maybe down in lonesome town I can learn to forget.
Today's teardrops are tomorrow's rainbows.
To reminisce with my old friends, a chance to share some memories, and play our songs again.