That Special Thing
The waves are rough
but the boat is tough
The thunder said "crack"
but the boat was not going back
the sails were hit
I think this might be it
The boat split right in two
but I knew what I had to do
I floated to shore with one special thing
to help take away the painful sting
The island was bare
not a soul was there
no water or food
but i was in a good mood
because I had that one special thing
to help take away the sting
the beach was hot
one thing is all I got
I dont need no shade
I dont need no food to be made
because I had that one special thing
to help take away the sting
That special thing is all I need
It lets my heart feel freed
It keeps me happy
although It may be sappy
but that one special thing
is that special girl that is my everything
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