Way out on the east side of the island there's a place
where you can go & leve your worries far behind.
Far away from the confusion & the clatter of the city,
you can relax from all the pressure & unwind.
Listen in the evening to the cattle gently calling
the scent of flowers floats like perfume in the air.
If you think that you're in heaven, then you're probably already there.
Heavenly Hana, that's what they called it way back when.
Heavenly Hana, this must be where heavenl begins.
Words like paradise and heaven always seem so trite to me
and don't come very easy to my tongue.
But the choices here are few, I guess I'll go with trite by true
and hope that they'll sound better when they're sung.
I guess I'm not the first and probably won't be the last
to have such trouble finding words for such a place.
All I know is every time I'm here, it puts a smile on my face.
If I had to paint a picture of heaven here on earth,
this is what you'd surely see
I might be headed in the other direction,
but at least I've seen what heaven can be.
SOLO - REPEAT CHORUS
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