كلمات Island

When I got back along my road, All the trees had come out the screen. Nobody called for many days. I was left in my little world. Lived through the smell of painted floors, Echoing the sound. Off running water through the pipes, And posters falling down. When I woke up the second day, All the noises have disappeared. Down the street I chose a path, And walked to the end of it. Of all the words you sent to me, There was one that I couldn't bear. One that for me meant everything, I think you got mixed up with care, Taking care, taking care. Live on the island. Live on the island. Live on the island. Live on the island.