I think I'll go live on an island,
A place where every day is the same.
A place where no one chases riches,
No one stabs your back to gain fame.
I think I'll go live on an island,
Where breakfast grows on a tree,
And snow white beaches go on forever
And soak up the foam from the sea.
I think I'll go live on an island,
Where nobody owns a clock,
Where time is told by God's own sun,
And boats all tie up at the dock.
I think I'll go live on an island,
Where my mind can be totally free
To contemplate the blessing I have
By having you as a friend to me.
