Where The Fig Trees Grow Lyrics

I remember stepping off the plane

Swirling heat rising off the runway

First flush of love, summer romance

Sweating palm as I held her hand

Underneath the Sicilian sun

First heard her speak in her mother tongue

That was a long time ago

But I still dream of where the fig trees grow

We were staying at her family home

Couldn't get a minute with her alone

We had to sleep in separate rooms

Old habits die hard down in Syracuse

Old man strumming on a mandolin

Smell of sunscreen on my skin

Feel the sand between my toes

I still dream of where the fig trees grow

When the house was asleep in the afternoon

I would sneak up to her bedroom

We'd make love to the AC hum

Say a 'Hail Mary' when we were done

Evening dancing in the old town square

Cigarette smoke hanging in the air

Fumble on the back seat driving home

I still dream of where the fig trees grow

I think of her every now and then

Our summer romance came and went

Heart beats fast when you're twenty three

And drunk in love like a honeybee

Underneath the Sicilian sun

First heard her speak in her mother tongue

That was a long time ago

But I still dream of where the fig trees grow