I know that someday I'll be yours
I ain't got nowhere else to be
On a distant island's sandy shore
I'm already out to sea
The thought of us is all I see
I want it to be all I know
But it's not yet reality
How much further do I go?
And it's too late to fool ourselves
That there's nothing there
And it's too late to pretend that we don't care
And I don't want to wait
Until it's too late
If love equals frustration
Then it's frustration that I crave
But when this is an obsession
I just want to be saved
Now I know that if I drown
Only I can be blamed
For I feel my body dragging down
And my ship's sailing away
Artist: Kitty Wells
Artist: Eddy Arnold