Island - Laura Hill
Heading east in a tiny plane
From the journey you want come back the same
Don't need baggage don't need shoes
Don't need no phone line
And there are no rules
And when we get there
They'll be powered sunshine in our hair
We'll dive in the blue
Dreamed this island
Cascade falling
Sleepy Milky Way
All our worries
They wash away
Take my hand
Pretty shore line
Whisper secrets
I'll tell you mind
And when we get there
They'll be powered sunshine in our hair
We'll dive in the blue
Dreamed this island
Heading east in a tiny plane
From the journey are where
Want come back the same
If you learn now how day in the blue
Dreamed this island
Dreamed this island
Dreamed this island for you