Lyrics:
I find myself between two worlds
Bewildered all to hell
Up north I have my mid-town life
Down here my new hotel

What kind of a dream is this
Don’t know where I will land
It’s a Caribbean fairy tale
The snow has turned to sand

/ Chorus
But he’s happy
I understand
And that’s the key
To my man

/ Bridge
I’d like to have a clearer view
And listen to my hunches
Without the rum-lined Kinjan fog
Of a thousand Planter’s Punches

I guess I’ll have to let it go
And simply tag along
Just let myself get all caught up
Forget what’s right or wrong

What kind of a dream is this
That’s causing me this strife
My husband’s chasing windmills
And I’m still the nervous wife

/ Chorus
Cause he’s happy
And he’s my man
What good’s this key
in my hand

Oh he’s happy
I understand
And that’s the key
To my man