What would you do if you found yourself br alone on an isle, alone except for me? br Do you think you'd allow yourself br to enjoy the intimacy? br Or would the swaying breezes blow br and chase those thoughts away? br As for me, I'd welcome the scene br for a minute, an hour or a day. br br If a ship came by to rescue us br how would I ever know br whether or not you'd run to it br even if I would not go? br I guess the answer is simple enough. br You'd dash away like a dart. br And I'd remain on the isle, love, br with just my withering heart.