on your island theres no weather warning theres no sudden showers theres no certain powers no all i wanted was to carry you for aching and how i told you what id do if one day i woke and couldnt find the colour in anything all i thought i was worth was to mend things are so breaking and how i chased the glory how i wanted to carry you for aching and how i told you what id do if one day i woke and couldnt find the colour in anything you must not be looking you must not be trying like im trying i cant always help you but i can listen for the sounds youre making and how i loved your story how i wanted to follow you and paint it and how i told you what id do if one day i woke and couldnt find the colour in anything you must not be looking you must not be trying how im trying you must not be looking you must not be trying how im trying i cant always help you