An Island of Roses

Cast away upon the island, Washed up onto the shore, The message inside the bottle, The one you threw before. It started as, “roses are red, And violets blue, Nothing is better Than being with you” If nothing’s better, Than being with me Where’d you go? Can’t find where you’ll be ‘Cause you’re cast away— Upon the island… Washed up onto the shore Just like the bottle With the paper Never to be found anymore.