You looked like an island in the sea
And you wrote it on your arm for me
Yeah, you wrote it on your arm for me
Like an island in the middle of the sea
I was a vessel and you were the shore
But I cannot touch your sands anymore
No I cannot touch your sands anymore
And my vessel is to far to reach your shore
I felt your fingers holding the strings
And the strings were
the things that were holding me
Yeah the strings were
the things that were holding me
But you cut them all so you could be free
There are many ships
standing near your coast
I was the clostest one to see them through your ghost
I was the closest one to landing on
your coast
But you're an island and the vessel
who almost...