You looked like an island in the sea   And you wrote it on your arm for me   Yeah, you wrote it on your arm for me   Like an island in the middle of the sea      I was a vessel and you were the shore   But I cannot touch your sands anymore   No I cannot touch your sands anymore   And my vessel is to far to reach your shore      I felt your fingers holding the strings   And the strings were    the things that were holding me   Yeah the strings were   the things that were holding me   But you cut them all so you could be free      There are many ships   standing near your coast   I was the clostest one to see them through your ghost   I was the closest one to landing on   your coast      But you're an island and the vessel   who almost...