Skye - Jamaica Days The ships they sail on, on my wall paper wall I don't know why London rains fall, Jamaica days call I don't know why Your eyes are blinding my urban ways I need to know your sunshine rays I don't know why The silver in my night is your silver hair and my flight I don't know why For the price of eleven quid Mama Travelled as kid away from home Don't know why Your eyes are brightness just like mine Too much silence too much time I don't know why Your eyes are blinding my urban ways I need to know Jamaica days I don't know why The ships they sail on My wall paper wall Mama I know why