Bonita Cuba

Just 90 miles over the sea
Another life is calling for me
Another world I lost to fire and to ashes
The sky may grow light, but the smoke cloud never passes

Mi madre died longing for home
But you can't fly when you're tied to a stone
Mi padre died and he lives now with Jesus
Su corazón in a million pieces

I cry for them and for all my family
The friends of my youth and for all my country
If I could I'd build a boat out of my heart
And sail to my home, Bonita Cuba in the dark

I'd go insane, but I live in music
I play right through the pain and pour songs on my bruises
If I could I'd build a boat out of my heart
Sail on to my home, Bonita Cuba in the dark

Now I cry for them and for all my family
Friendships of my youth and for all my country
If I could I'd build a little boat out of my heart
And sail to my home, Bonita Cuba in the dark

I'd go insane, but I live in music
I play right through the pain and pour songs on my bruises
If I could I'd build a boat out of my heart
And sail to my home, Bonita Cuba in the dark

In the dark
I'd sail on home
I'd sail in the boat of my heart
Sail in the boat of my heart right on home
In the dark