Danny Vera Where the Palm Trees Grow song lyrics

I was searching for that pot of gold

Couldn't find a thing in darkness

I was waiting till the light would shine on me

And I was waiting hours

I sat patient by the window telling myself fortune would come my way easily

And every night I wondered

How can it be that people act and think so different than me

I belong where the palm trees grow

I belong where the palm trees grow

It felt so cold in July

Saw the rain and wind and thunderstorms falling down on me

And no more will I wonder

about how the things get better or maybe less disturbing in a way

I belong where the palm trees grow

I belong where the palm trees grow