I know that on a deserted islalnd, I would lack hope
But one way I'm positive that would help me cope
Is the phone I have, but just for the music
Despite the cliche, I'd always choose this.
Music for me is my passion
It provides a calm and satisfying bastion
For my thoughts are allowed to fly and take shape
It's because of music that I have no capacity for hate.
It would give me incentive to make a change
To form a plan for leaving that place
I know I'd be stuck on an island
But my music would make me feel like a pilot.
Some memories and emotions are finally found
With the music, I remember my life that makes me proud
It would mainly prevent me from focusing on what's wrong
Because instead, I am enveloped in the fabric of a song.