Islands

Wake up

A spinning wheel seems to navigate

Broke free

And stole a ship that took me out to sea

But I started sinking like a stone

And my oceans turn to cold

In the whirling pool that grows

I feel my colors start to blend with the shore

My yellows turn to gold

Yellows turn to gold

Save me

All these tidal waves wont let me be

So I breathe deep

And dive to find myself some distant peace

Because when I'm sinking like a stone

And my oceans turn to cold

Into this whirling pool I go

To feel my colors start to blend with the shore

Where yellows turn to gold

Yellows turn to gold

Yellows turn to gold

Yellows turn to gold

So take me back to when we used to run with the sun

Way back when we were wild

Take me back we'll find our island lost in the sea

Way back when days were wild