Fake island smile

Love is an easy thing to loose,
much more difficult to live.
Love will welcome you on board,
she will comfort all your pain.

Years gone by,
empty eyes –
don’ look back,
at the fake island smile.

Who am I
Who am I
Who am I

Hurting words,
thrown around –
won’t wash away,
with a fake island smile.

What am I
What am I
What am I

No more touch,
of your skin –
no more kiss,
just a fake island smile.

What are we
What are we
What are we

A wreck run aground
with no love to be found.
No comfort left –
only pain,
and a fake island smile.