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Island ( 1972 ) When she can't hear you, sometimes she's gone as night in a moment can swallow the sun for she knows an island just out of reach she finds in her thoughts, gets lost in her speech but listen 'fore you leave her clingin' to her dreams she'll give you an acre to work with your mind it's all she can offer, and it's all that you'll find She came to me softly, whispered and sighed promised to take me, don't think she lied Somewhere in the distance time has stood still I was hopin' to go there, someday I will but listen 'fore you leave me clingin' to my dreams I'll give you an acre to work with your mind it's all I can offer, maybe all that you'll find