Written by Graham Nash

Well I'm here in Hawaii
Looking for something to do
I'm walking every beach and I find
That I'm thinking about you
I wouldn't have to be here if I knew what to do
Is there something wrong with me?
I asked this friend of mine what could it be
He told me the tip of the iceberg
Is all you let them see
And he called me a penguin in a palm-tree
Well I'm here in lahaina, I've got nothing to say
My music says it for me
And I try and make it every day
That's why I'm here in this palmtree
Thinking of things to say
Is there something wrong with me?
I asked this friend of mine what could it be
He told me the tip of the iceberg is all you let them see and he called me a penguin in a palm-tree
I'm here in the islands,
Watching everything grow
The sun keeps on shining down
On the seeds I got to sow
I'm feeling pretty good about myself
Much more than you'll ever know
Is there something wrong with me?
I asked this friend of mine what could it be
He told me the tip of the iceberg is all you let them see and he called me a penguin in a palm-tree