Island...
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If you make yourself an island, I'm gonna sail straight out to you
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If you burn your bridges one by one, I'll not give up on you.
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But if you scratch, scratch the surface, underneath the skin
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Under the armour of that iron woman
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So many things lie within...
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So don't you test my love like you test the love of your boyfriends
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Oh don't you know the love for a woman, for a woman, for a woman
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Is there to the end, there to the end...?
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I know you're feeling bitter and twisted, I've seen it
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seeping out of every pore
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Rising up beyond the goodness of a perfect human core
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And if you peel, peel away the wisdom, underneath the skin
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I wonder, I wonder, I wonder, I wonder what lies within...
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Oh don't you lose my love, oh don't you lose your love my friend
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Oh don't you know the love for a woman, for a woman
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Is there to the end, there to the end?
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I just wanted to say you know I love you...
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If you bite, bite the hand that feeds you, don't think he'll
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keep coming back for more
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'Cause this is real life not the movies girl, I've told you that before
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But if you scrape, scrape at the bravado, underneath the skin
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Under the armour of everybody, so many things lie hidden...
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So don't you, don't you, don't you doubt my love
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Like you doubt the love of all your friends
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Oh don't you know the love for a woman (repeat 11 times)
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Is there to the end, there to the end?
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Island
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Bitter and twisted...
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Island
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Julia Fordham |