Aruba,
you're beautiful...

I often feel like
I can't read her...

I want to step outside, and simply feel the wind...
you keep standing there, like a fact in a history...

"In the Caribbean, almost
everyone is a bastard child&quot...

Maybe its the way
your hair often smells...

He comes in almost
everyday...

You're one of those
really good men...

Let me tell you this,
age and maturity do not...

Is where I crave to be,
in a pretty town, home to all...

Do they take the midnight
train to a broken broadway...

I felt the need
to dance last night...

When America sneezes
the whole world catches a cold...