Island کے بول

It’s not what it seems The glitter and the game I’m not who I seem I’m not some eager maid To shape, to break, to recreate I am an island And here I’ll keep Sifting art to gain Make pennies from the pain The glitter and the game Forms a frightening refrain To shape, to break, to recreate I am an island Hear my lines and you will know All you’ll ever know of me I have shared my cheapest thoughts And my deepest lust Isn’t that enough? Don’t ask me what I mean Or tell me what to be I am not naive Oh honey, I am free To shape, to break, to recreate I am an island, I am an island Hear my lines and you will know All you’ll ever know of me I have shared my cheapest thoughts And my deepest lust Isn’t that enough?