Islands

(Ha ha haa) (Ha ha haa) (Ha ha haa) Waiting for the bus stop Waiting for the concrete black top to settle down Long enough for me to get off And get a little ground (Ha ha haa) I'm ready for the sea change Helpless felt this coming from a mile away And now you're looking at me babe, And how we'll separate if we can 'Cause I still count on one hand The number of good men I know It's like I'm standing on the edge with just a telephone wire Trying to get to you first to say the world's on fire Holding my breath until I know you're alright Because the water will only rise When will you realize (ha ha haa) You must become an island (Ha ha haa) you must become an island (Ha ha haa) you must become an island (Ha ha haa) and see for yourself That's what I am (Ha ha haa) You always dirty up the windows If you keep 'em at bay that way no one's gonna surprise you By getting too close Anybody but me though You've made exceptions to you rules And now we're staring down truth Neither one of us wants to know It's like I'm standing on the edge with just a telephone wire Trying to get to you first to say the world's on fire Holding my breath until I know you're alright Because the water will only rise When will you realize (ha ha haa) You must become an island (Ha ha haa) you must become an island (Ha ha haa) you must become an island (Ha ha haa) and see for yourself the horizon is all we have See for yourself the horizon is all we have (Ha ha haa) (Ha ha haa) Holding my breath until I know you're alright Because the water will only rise --- Islands - Sara Bareilles