And it was all in your smile and it threw me off sky for awhile but when i looked up you were gone. It was all in your smile, something I hadn't found for awhile but when i woke up you were gone. (O
Poinciana, your branches speak to me of love. Pale moon is casting shadows from above. Poinciana, somehow I feel the jungle heat. Within me, there grows a rhythmic, savage beat Love is everywhere,
