| Living in a | |
| World | |
| Made up of | |
| Only me | |
| Island | |
| Standing | |
| All | |
| Alone | |
| Stark and | |
| Hazardous | |
| Coast | |
| Line | |
| Forbidding | |
| Anyone to | |
| Come | |
| Ashore | |
| Blown by | |
| Cold winds | |
| Icy spray | |
| Everywhere | |
| Will I ever be | |
| Able to | |
| Find a | |
| Sunny sky | |
| Sandy | |
| Beaches | |
| Safe harbor for | |
| Another | |
| Time for | |
| Tenderness | |
| Instead of | |
| Harshness | |
| Someone to | |
| Smooth off | |
| All my sharp | |
| Edges | |
| Muss my | |
| Hair | |
| Lead me to | |
| Laughter | |
| Can it ever | |
| Be | |
| Do dreams come | |
| True | |
| Is there still | |
| Love | |
| Left in this | |
| World | |