Strange are the ways of love.

Hello my love,

It's getting cold on this island.

I'm sad alone,

I'm so sad on my own...

The truth is,

We were much too young,

Now I'm looking for you,

Or anyone like you...

 

We said goodbye,

With a smile on our face;

Now you're alone,

You're so sad on your own.

The truth is,

We ran out of time.

Now you're looking for me,

Or anyone like me...

 

Lyrics to Island Blues by Koop