I Had It All (Bahamas)

I had it all and my breath held tight She heard a call kept her up most night And worst of all wondering what about us was ever right I stayed at home dreamt of all we might be Egypt and Rome, she saw all she could see Then coming home wondering why she couldn't find me Now measure time To know what's mine I'm turning around I'm turning around Turning on a dime Done it before dropped it all and I ran I slept on the shore woke up cold and tanned I burst through the door like I was still, still your man Now measure time To know what's mine I'm turning around I'm turning around Turning on a dime I had it all