• Cast away upon the island,
    Washed up onto the shore,
    The message inside the bottle,
    The one you threw before.

    It started as, “roses are red,
    And violets blue,
    Nothing is better
    Than being with you”

    If nothing’s better,
    Than being with me
    Where’d you go?
    Can’t find where you’ll be

    ‘Cause you’re cast away—
    Upon the island…
    Washed up onto the shore

    Just like the bottle
    With the paper
    Never to be found anymore.