Blue hazy mountains Swimming in a coral sea Timber Danish houses The couple who had quarrelled in New York, their faces red Lying in a bed beneath a ceiling fan And talk about the hurricane Columbus's footstep echo Through colonial halls Cannons in the discos and Barricaded walls in the face in the street Laughter and pain interlacing like waves on the sand Oh, like waves on the sand Trouble in paradise With too many takers Hugo blew the roofs away Across the desert acres Now the pavement rumbles With the high hats and the bass drums The rum punch gets stronger As the plantation crumbles Over the ocean There are caravels Searching in the tropic haze And the lighthouse shines Down by Gallows Bay There'll be wonders and signs in a heartbeat So why not a miracle Oh when the stars ablaze Lie like stepping stones across the seaways There'll be wonders and signs in a heartbeat So why not a miracle Over the ocean There'll be meadows silver rivers and a rainbow There'll be wonders and signs in a heartbeat So why not a miracle