How can I go from wanting you so badly,
To being isolated on this Isle,
Treading water whilst I drown,
In all the wrongs I’ve done,
Never living up to the ghost who came before me.
How can I go from wanting you so badly,
To being isolated on this Isle,
Treading water whilst I drown,
In all the wrongs I’ve done,
Never living up to the ghost who came before me.
Bohotea 