Here I'm sitting and it's getting cold The morning rain's against my window pane While the world it look so cold and gray In my mind I drift away Then I'm on my way to tropic island You had always said I was a dreamer, you were right Gotta find me a ticket to the tropics Forget our love and leave this place behind me Gotta find me a ticket to the tropics And thrill myself that I can live without your love Here I'm sitting in the mid and blaze Sun is shining on my face again Think about the way it had to and Now I'm sitting here along And it's not the way we were together I want you to know I'm gonna miss you, miss you bad