Emma Shapplin

Across the ocean.
I fly away...
While I watch your shore.
Fading...
I swear...
The taste of your lips,
The sound of your words,
seems to vanish (vanish).
Out of my world...
Jealously yours,
I'm climbing that Hell.
The I realize,
I'm not sure of your spell...
Anymore...
It kill my reason...
To understand,
Your not mine,
I'm not yours...
I'm back on my bones again.
Craving Island.
? desolate,
While I still search for your skin,
I'm facing my fate.
Oh tell me mama.
Is there a place,
A resilient Harbour...
To lay...