Isabelle
Quelle: Spotify
Hey I'm stuck on an island and I couldn't care less.
If you can't get on with each other, then this is a mess.
Well, there are holes in the buildings, and you hide behind walls.
Just tell me how many days now till this city falls.
Isabelle, oh, Isabelle.
Do pray, do pray, do tell.
Here the oceans are near and we've got food for our thoughts but not much to spare.
So tell me a story (I'll tell you a story).
Spell it out I can't hear (What do you want to hear?) Why you wear black in the mornings; why there's smoke in the air (oh).
Isabelle, oh, Isabelle.
Isabelle, oh, Isabelle.
Oh, those tears on your cheeks, just like deja vu flow now, when your grandmother speaks.
So tell me a story, spell it out I can't hear.
Why you wear black in the mornings, why there's smoke in the air.
Isabelle, Isabelle.
Do pray, do pray, do tell.
Isabelle, oh, Isabelle.
Do pray, do pray, do tell
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