Out Of The Mist Lips I Have Kissed Call Tenderly

Out Of The West, Hands I Have Pressed Beckon To Me

Over The Sea Waiting For Me Lonely And Blue

Somebody Sighs, Somebody Cries, I Love You, I Love You



Drifting In Dreams, Drifting It Seems Back To The Shore

Where Hand In Hand Over The Sand We'll Stroll Once More

Heart Of My Heart, We'll Never Part, I Hear Her Say

But With The Dawn My Dreams Have Gone Astray



I Hear The Voice Of My Land

A-callin' Me It Seems

Those Fair Hawaiian Islands

My Isle Of Golden Dreams



I Hear The Voice Of My Land

A-callin' Me It Seems

Those Fair Hawaiian Islands

My Isle Of Golden Dreams