On this island that is in my head I want to see you there with me. At this point I'm a shipwreck And you're the lonesome island. Lines of shipwrecks lie behind me all thinking they found what they'd been searching for.But the treasure maps lied.I wish they saw what I see in you.The map didn't deceive me.I want you the way the ocean wants the shore.  It's exactly what I got but the one thing I forgot the ocean hits in waves.We may drift away from each otherbut we will always stay with our toes in the sand here on our little island my dear.