- Lorraine Johnson
[63] To Find You
I've come to listen to the rustling of the palms
High up the coconut tree
I've come to listen to them talk
With a hope to hear your voice
And then when they are through
Or when my aloneness grows too strong
I will walk across the sandy shore
With the whitecaps at my side
I will walk
I will walk
I will walk
To try and find you.