they say Hollywood legends
never fade from gold,
and we know Florida's coast
will never grow cold.
I wrote you pleading letters
and to my surprise
you returned them all
with summer's untimely demise.

Honey, where'd you go?
my Love, where do you hide?
you spend every day away
with no breath of goodbye.
you fed me pearls of promise
and chased them down with wine.
I'm not ready to leave just yet,
but I'm running out of time.

I know you loved me once,
you're not that bad of a guy;
you're held with such high regard,
yet the games you play really break my heart.
I should've known you were lying
when you came back around
saying I missed your bed like that;
I know what you're trying.

I can feel you leaving again
and my heart is broke;
what I thought would be beautiful
was just a shot in the dark.
I hope you'll be happy
with another beauty at your side,
but she'll never match my boriqua
or cast my longing gaze your way.