The Radio is broken,
nothing is coming in,
I call to your heart,
you just can't reply,
day after day it is the same thing,
this island life of mine,
will make me go blind,
I could sing to you,
but I know you will,
not hear a word,
just too faraway from me now,
to know just the way I feel,
miss you so,
I dreamed I kissed you,
last night the way we used to do,
I am so alone,
on this island of mine.
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