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Intro

We still sit at separate tables

 And we sleep at different times

 And the warm wind in the palm trees

 Hasn't helped to change our minds

It was the lure of the tropics

 That I thought might heal the scars

 Of a love burned out by silence

 In a marriage minus heart

 And I call the kids on the telephone

 Say there's something wrong out here

 It's July but it's cold as Christmas

 In the middle of the year

 The temperature's up to ninety five

 But there's a winter look in your mother's eyes

 And to melt the tears there's a heat wave here

 So how come it's cold as Christmas in the middle of the year

I dreamed of love in a better climate

 And for what it's really worth

 I put faith in the star we followed

 To this Caribbean surf

But there's an icy fringe on everything

 And I cannot find the lines

 Where's the beauty in the beast we made

 Why the frost in the summertime