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 Im ready for the sea change Helpless felt this coming from a mile away And now youre looking at me babe, and how well separate if we can Cause I still count on one hand the number of good men I know Its like Im standing on the edge with just a telephone wire Trying to get to you first to say the worlds on fire Holding my breath until I know youre alright because the water will only rise When will you realize You must become an island You must become an island You must become an island And see for yourself that thats what I am You always dirty up the windows If you keep em at bay that way no ones gonna surprise you by getting too close Anybody but me though Youve made exceptions to you rules And now were staring down truth neither one of us wants to know Its like Im standing on the edge with just a telephone wire Trying to get to you first to say the worlds on fire Holding my breath until I know youre alright because the water will only rise When will you realize You must become an island You must become an island You must become an island And see for yourself the horizon is all we have The horizon is all we have Holding my breath until I know youre alright because the water will only rise