Looking out from my window sill
Out into the Ko’olau
See the rushing winds and misty rains.

Hear the swaying palm trees
Whisper come back to your home town
Going back to where I used to play.

In Laie (yeah where I played)
In Laie (yeah where dreams are made)
In Laie (ooh, ooh)

I hear those voices call to me
Love of friends and family
I hear those sounds from distant shores
I’m here to stay, I’ll leave no more…

As a child I sat amazed
As I gazed upon the sea
What a wonder for a child like me.

Papa sat me down
As he named the different winds