glasses and an island
If I was stuck on a deserted island with no man in sight
I would hope for my glasses so I could still have my sight
You see I wasn't born with great vision or even fare
Yet I was born with a loving heart filled with care
But a loving heart can't help you see a shipwrecked boat
Or even a crazy eyed island goat
If I had my glasses I wouldn't be in this mess
Well I would like to hope so, I guess
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