Tender Torture - Islands

I’ll be a wave carrying you to shore

And if your ribs are peeking through your fur

I’ll feed you some more

I rode out of the city without you in my arms

Under the moon glow I was a wind-blown cast out, carved out watermelon

Without you in my arms

Without you in my arms

And I’ve seen some great things

But I don’t want to see anything if I can’t see you

Kicked open a coconut

Could have shared it with anyone

But I wanted to share it with you

I’ll be your strings, if you pluck them I’ll sing for you

And if your hands are feeling tender

I’ll take them in my own and make them better

I rose out of the water, I can hold my breath for only so long

I pushed past the breeze from the palm trees

I’m coming towards you

I’ve got to have you in my arms

I’m gonna have you in my arms

And I’ve seen some great things

But I don’t wanna see anything if I can’t see you

Kicked open a coconut

Could have shared it with anyone

But I wanted to share it with you

You send me over in tender tortute

And when it’s over it’s tender torture