Palm Tree

Why won't you dance with me
The night is free
And my hands are aching
Why won't you hold me
Like the stars at sea
Are holding the sky

Oh I'll be hangin' in the leaves
Of this dusty old palm tree
If you're wanderin' after me
That's where I'll be
In this dusty palm tree

Why won't you sing to me
Sing a melody so sweet
That it makes my heart bleed
Why won't you cradle me
Rock me endlessly
Like the waves rock the sea

Well, I'll be hangin' in the leaves
Of this dusty old palm tree
If you're wanderin' after me
That's where I'll be
In this dusty palm tree

Why don't you run to me
Cross the sand to be
Scrape the sand with your feet
Lean up against this tree
Where I'm swingin' in the breeze
Just out of reach

Well, I'll be hangin' in the leaves
Of this dusty old palm tree
If you're wanderin' after me
That's where I'll be
In this dusty palm tree

In this dusty palm tree
In this dusty palm tree