I am my own island lost and alone
here on my island is my only home
its cold and dark at night
as the noises give me such a fright
i think of my family
do they love me
i think about my friends
are they real or are they pretend
all these questions run through my head
wishing i was at home in bed
and then just as things become worst
just before my tears burst
i wake up in a hot sweat
the dream i cannot forget
as i have it every night
after my mother tucks me up tight
but i am my own island but with open doors
for me to enter and leave thats what there for
everyone is there own island
in which they hold in there own two hands
